Being Messed Up is not the End

 A lot of things happened and I haven’t got the change to write because of being blocked by entering incorrect password, bad memory sucks.

Being torn with these feelings I had, choosing between family and the person who stood by side even in my darkest made sick and so stressed up and messed up.

Been crying and derailed from the world.

My world was shattered broken into pieces.

I felt alone.

Why they can’t understand me and accept me love what for what I really am.

I was in an empty hole full of darkness.

was cold and black.

searching for the light

saw something blurry I thought it was light but it was just a reflection

I tried to move on get over it but it always makes me feel sick

Messed up really bad


but I know its not the end.

this is just the beginning.




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