This is...scary. I feel how my life is slipping away...Everything is black and white... Sigh. I hope this isn't the last writing. People will find out about this in a couple of years. Or maybe never. My heart is tired. For real. Is tired of war with life. I've almost tried everything...but nothing works...Hehe...so this is how it feels, uh? Feeling incomplete and unhappy. Not seeing the end of the pain. Not being able to cry...not being able to sleep...not being able to...end it. They say tomorrow is better. They say hope keep us alive. Bruh, my hope died years ago. Where to go? Where to run to? Where can I start all over? There's no place left. Let's hope the other life treats me better...if there's another life. I don't wanna...damn. For real I feel so empty and I've no reason to fight. Then why I'm still breathing? Let's hope I find an answer soon...Everything was so good back then...and I didn't know. Friends? Love? It's all a mere fairy tale. I'm going crazy...I'm going crazy...let's hope I get better before its too late...before it completely controls me...
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A Fighter's Sigh
PoetrySome strange feelings written in sadness, happiness, love, hate, and all the feelings we can't explain. Please pardon my English.
