Here I am . A hopeless romantic. Never been touched . Consoled. Caressed. Not as a child. Not now. Not never. I have a deep bottomless pit of grief, depression that sits with me , follows me. I hate the darkness.
I am sitting on a ledge. High in the mountains . It's Sunday . Sun shining . Beautiful sunset accompanied by the crisp wind. I'm sick with life. Literally. My medicine next to me will help. My layout is perfect . Red wine and this notebook. Legs swinging . Left. Right. Left write. And I write .. the story never gets better. You can exit now , as a warning. It's so dark .
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The Light that Saved Me
Mystery / ThrillerA hopeless romantic sits on a ledge running from the dark. Follow the journey to the light as it saves souls..
