All the promises I made are broken
I got nothing to hold on
I fear no god
My heroes don't motivate me anymore
And my idols no longer inspire me.
A sail on loose.
I don't want to hold that helm
I don't want to drop that anchor
Show me a purpose
Give me a reason to sail back shore.
I don't want to get buried in this cold sea
But there seems no other way to be.
Help me,
Help me to take myself to the sands
Help me breathe the salt out of my lungs.
-Laxmi Bhargavi Golla
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SUICIDE LETTERS
RandomI'm fine but I still write them sometimes... I think we all do it, we all feel it. We try not to give into them but sometimes we stay in that sadness and let ourselves read those rotten thoughts.
