I'M Low Again
I hit the time card and finally crawl out of hell only to return home to purgatory. These four worn out walls that bring upon such mixed emotions leaves me ultimately frustrated. The old trope supposedly is time heals all wounds. I wish I had the mindset to waste time on that but I don't. I have one life and I am twenty-two and want to live it no matter how ruined I feel. I know this is just the beginning, I have my whole life ahead of me but It feels like I'm sprinting on a treadmill hoping to escape the landslide that's catching up behind me. I wish I had the wisdom to overcome my young mindset.
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