I lay here thinking on what will come...
Will i cry today or fly today to my so called home.
One may ask what happened to me.
Just too see that im not who i used to be.
My minds so dark...my thoughts so scary just for my story to turn black and moldy.
So why must these voices control my life worse then the reaper taking someone's life.
I ask for help i plead please not me.. just for life to turn around and end who is really me.
So here i am still laying in bed waiting for life to end me again.
~Melissa.L
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