Sick to death of suffering by my own hands. I made my bed again. Day by day, feeling erased. When will my day come? I said a prayer, I lit your candles, I feel it coming and I don't think I can fucking handle it. Everlasting apprehension. I don't feel at home in my own bones. Somewhere I lost something inside. (No light, no truth, no way) I tried to replace it with sins and a smiling disguise, but I remain hollow inside. Bury me pulled apart and empty.
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