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Oct 2013
Take another look?
Look again?
Look for something?
Anything.
Look inside again?
Look deeper?
Search for a memory?
Something.

Then start walking. The first step is the one you need. The second maybe daunting. But then you're walking. Where is up to you. Something is calling you. Someone maybe. Follow it. Find the price and pay it. Medicine. Therapy. Friends. Family. Whatever gets it done. We'll be here tomorrow to toast to you. We're always around. Tomorrows worth whatever price you paid to get there.
I've been through hell and i know the craving for another drink, pill, cut, anything to feel alive. Staying with life another day is worth the price. Lately I've been paying my own price. This is to all those out their like me. Hang on. It'll get better.
Written by
Josh C DeWees  Texas
(Texas)   
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