For my Soul

For my Soul

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My goal, my mission, that I work towards, Is to be a warrior, With my words. Tap-tap-tap, type the pain, Backspace, backspace, can't blot out the stains. of my mistakes, I train-train-train, my heart. Giving never taking, Always alone-alone-alone. But no, I continue. I struggle. on my own I can't see an end. To my days, death. My friend, I know you well. You're here, You've finally come. For my soul. This is where I dump my heart on the internet, for all to see, I couldn't care less what people think, I'll do what I please.
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The average human being spends every second of his day fighting against the force of nature to see another day. But I'm different. I'm not afraid of outside forces to take my life away - only myself. Approximately 10 years ago, something happened to me. Something really bad. But I'm not allowed to talk about it. As a way to release my frustration, I give hell to my body and everyone I come in contact with - especially my parents. No one knows about what happened except the ones who did it...and Him. But he didn't stay. Now, he's back and he's not talking either. I want to stop hurting, I need to stop. Make me stop.

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