Just going to come out and say it.
I hate this.
I really do.
46 years old the struggle and saga continues.
The worst of times are now amongst me.
Depression and anxiety rule my days and nights.
I see no light.
Daytime is dark.
Night time is darker.
I have no clock to tell time.
I dont know what day it is.
I just don't care.
I just dont want to hear anybody's voice.
Good or bad.
People just get me more mad.
I am done .
I wanna get a one way ticket.
Get me out.
Please let me be.
I want give up.
I am turning in my keys.
I am leaving this mess,
I am not sorry.
I am not worried.
I am just ready to get moving.
Jump here jump there.
I make no sense .
I just talk in circles.
So be it.
Last time.
Last call.
The curtain closes.
Sorry no encore or curtain call.
Farewell.
©number14
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