Already Done
I cut myself. One day I will kill myself. I hope to be the only reason for my next meet with death. I really can't wait, to take my last breath. 3rd time's the charm/ 3 strikes & I'm out. Only then, will I gain, everything I've ever hoped about. Of all I ignore. Of all I never could. Waiting, is what really kills me, again. Only for everyday I reawake. & I forever hate the next breath I take. 3 more weeks, & then, I can start again. May not help anything. But not even trying, gives only what I expect to come. & with no options, if I do stay, I'm already done.
2018-10-12 22:14:59
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