It seems like I am never going to be okay. I have finally come to the terms that it is from the path I have gone astray.
I sit here and think of who I used to be, my morals, my values, my beliefs, all used to be so clear to me.
But now the path is blurred, my vision is gone, I hate to say but I know I no longer can carry on.
This can't be true, this isn't happening to me, it is through my eyes that perfect is what I must be.
I feel nothing inside, nope nothing at all, but I can say this, the pain I feel is anything but small.
This pain I feel is so unreal, how is there anyway that with this I can deal?
So here's the truth,The fact you could say, I hurt myself in ways I thought were forbidden, and for so long this is what I have kept hidden.
My thoughts terrify me as they run rampant through my head, is it bad to say I wish I was dead?
It's building up inside of me ready to explode. Yup all of these dark feelings have definitely overflowed.
Why can't I be happy, god why can't I smile? My gut tells me I will be feeling like this for awhile/
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