I think about my life, will I live to see another day. everyday is a struggle for me, whether it may be money, where I rest my head, my health, I'm always on edge, my days are never easy.
if I do have good moments, they never seem to stay long..
eventually something pops off in my mind there's always something I find wrong.
then I'm set back, from what I thought was over. I'm my worst enemy, these thoughts are taking a toll on me, eventually this stress will take my life and all this writing will be over.
©mamacita79
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