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The tears are falling staining my cheeks all these feelings have been building up for weeks I am over my head I am drowning in my torts all I am doing is building up walls but are they to keep people out or are they to stop me escaping my self ? I cant get away no matter how hard I try really I just want to curl up and die I am struggling to breath I am hurting in side all I do to my self is lie the darkness is creeping over my head I feel it coming but still I do nothing . how will I cope if I have no light to see to guide me to inspire me to show me the real me I feel like I am on a ledge and I am going to fall will I survive and deal or will I be gone? I cant take much more I need to be free can I do it or is it the end for me? I am screaming I am on my knees begging please some body any body help me and set me free so I can be the old me I wish I could leave my head and throw it away I cant stand my own company each and every day I try and keep the bad things at bay yet even they seem to creep in like the tide sneaking into shore the silence is scary but the whispers float in like mist under a door no way to keep them out they fill my head with despair and doubt I lay down on the ground and curl into a ball I scream and I yell till I cant hear them no more I still lay there Brocken hearted and worn till I see the brake or dawn my eyes burning my hands trembling I am frightened and alone till you come and save me and bring me safely home .
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