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My truth
Suicide was my religion
I woke up every morning and called myself garbage
I went to sleep every night calling myself a coward
I was so absolutely furious that I was alive.
And so petrified that I might actually go that far,
should I ever put effort into my own abilities.
Clinging to life by my depression and sorrows.
I know no other life.
I know no other reality.
...Friday 20th May 2022 5:52 pm
Cancer
Cancer ©
Cancer you came into our lives once before when you took my grandfather to his final resting place,
We only had a short time to spend with him, and it was hard to look him in his face,
My mama used to cry a lot; regrets, fears, and meaningful words, how hard it was for her to comprehend,
All she wanted was a few more years, without the hurt, pain, and overflow of tears,
The family ...
Tuesday 18th August 2020 10:48 pm
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