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Mar 2018
Losing myself! I don't know if I'll have anything left
Anything left to give to those whom need it most
I can't grasp life
Should I end it all
I can't walk
I can't stand
I can barely crawl
Crawl back back to my happy place
Wondering if I can muster up any space
A space where in can I can hide
Hide all the pain that's dwelling dwelling inside of me
This can't be what God has destined for me
Destined to live and be others peace
Pieces of me are tumbling down. I used to be able to turn everyone's frowns upside down
Buy yet mines in stuck in a continuous state
State of nonexisting promisies
Promises are meant to be broken, torn away and dumped like last weeks dinner. Rotting away at your soul...til you no longer have control
Control over my mind
Am I coming or going?
Will you meet me at the end?
To say giving my all is and forever will be my deadliest sin
Carina
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Carina  26/F/New Baltimore Michigan
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