Sometimes my life feels like a circle. A Neverending, ongoing cycle. And I don't know how to stop it. Or change it. Or break it. And when I finally come close, it starts all over again. Sometimes, it starts to get better. Life falls into a new rhythm. A new normal. And it may not be the best. But it's better. And it feels like, almost, I might be happy. But then, of course, someone else makes a choice. And leaves me alone, to figure it out. When I finally come close, it starts all over again. When I close my eyes and see my life, the life I always imagined, I see something different than what I see now.
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The Song of a Dead Girl
SpiritualTrigger Warning: Suicidal, Self Harm, Depression, Anxiety, etc. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
