I am doing my best, at this point I won't make no promises. With no disrespect, right now I'm a ******* wreck. Can't put these thoughts to rest.  I'm in-between irritation and slight regret. Thats just the doubts hitting me from the left. All because it don't feel right. No promises please don't make me. I just want my cares in the world to be empty. How do I give, when I yet have myself to live? To forgive is to let go and rise. But you'll never unsee it with your own two eyes. No promises, I'm a be alone. If need to be I'll ******* disappear and ghost my phone. All I need is a warm vehicle and a journal and off to the road. Flipping off my rear view mirror as I go ghost mode. You think I won't? Try me, I've done it before and it's a walk in the park for me. I'm trying my best to stay happy