Every night as I lay my mind and body to rest, I pray the angel of death to greet me. Every morning I am stricken with the remembrance of life. The pain and torture of my misery. Good riddance to those who hate me. Hello to those that have left. Goodbye to all the rest.
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Hey you seem to be struggling. Sorry you are in this state. I just wanted to let you know I read this.
Thank you for the read. I’m tired of the pain of each day. Not many people I have met can relate to the hurt I’m experiencing. I don’t want to wake up anymore.