I wake up with this feeling in the bottom of my soul
I need you to understand how all-consuming,
The despair that makes my bones ache
I need everything stop
I don't want to die
I promise I don't
I need help that I simply can not receive if I ever hope to know my daughter
If I got the help I needed...
They wouldn't hesitate to put my daughter in real, long term, honest to earth, danger
They would condemn me for simply getting help
So I may do my daughter right for the rest of her life
I am not healthy
I can not function
I can only bear the daggers when I am loving and caring for my daughter
I know that if anything were to happen to her I simply would not be able to go on
It truly feels like drowning
I wake up and I fall asleep with this bone-crushing feeling
I simply do not feel the will to live nor the audacity to die.
+++++This is a work of fiction. Any similarity to actual persons, living or dead, or +++++ +++++++++++++++actual events, is purely coincidental.+++++++++++++++
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A Flower in the Wind
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