At 4 am she lays in bed,
Listening to her favourite band,
Thinking of all the things she’s done wrong.
At 4 am she thinks of all those who left,
She blames herself for them leaving.
Suddenly she starts crying,
She finally let’s it all out.
She’s not as strong as she once was.
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Crispy, we need to step up our game. Don’t worry about them people everywhere. Just sleep and you’ll feel good in the morning I know it.
So true! 🙂
We all seem to have our hardest parts of the 24 hour period. Mine is when I wake up alive again in full panick attack mode, it feels like I have a large rock in my stomach, I`m sweating profusely and just start crying. Another day to try to get through.