I don't want to sleep. The nightmares are coming back. I don't like the voices. The voices are telling me to do bad things. I don't want to get another addiction. The addiction is craving for more of it. I don't like to feel alone. The loneliest is returning. I don't want to feel unwanted. Thoughts occuring.
Depression is catching up again. Go away! I don't want to be lost in the void again. Someone help me. Please, please. Someone.
No one there to save me. My hand stays empty Open to clasp on to a helper. Its almost to late. I have little time left. Please, please. Someone help me.