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Sometimes i wonder what the walls would say if they could speak. What horrors they would leak. Unimaginable hate, stumbling in drunk home again late, trying to find my bed but cant walk straight. Uncalled for abuse, screaming for the hands around your neck to be let loose. Sad, depressing suicide attempts, self - mutilation, nights screaming, pleading to God to take you to heaven. Scary addictions and the scary things i did for them. Being attacked by all the monsters in my head, asking God "why me?" and wishing i was dead. If these walls could talk, they would say alot, so im just glad that they can not.
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Mar 1, 2021
Mar 1, 2021 at 9:02 AM UTC
If the walls could talk
Sometimes i wonder what the walls would say if they could speak. What horrors they would leak. Unimaginable hate, stumbling in drunk home again late, trying to find my bed but cant walk straight. Uncalled for abuse, screaming for the hands around your neck to be let loose. Sad, depressing suicide attempts, self - mutilation, nights screaming, pleading to God to take you to heaven. Scary addictions and the scary things i did for them. Being attacked by all the monsters in my head, asking God "why me?" and wishing i was dead. If these walls could talk, they would say alot, so im just glad that they can not.
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Mar 1, 2021
Mar 1, 2021 at 9:02 AM UTC
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