Tension rises as the night rolls on.
Just as cold inside as it is outside.
I don't really know how to make myself feel right.
I pray for this each night to be delivered from the evil that eats away at my mind.
Slowly goes the time.
Im not certain what to say act or do.
Unfortunately the truth be told my head is weary now I part ways with the rooten that has corroded my soul.
Pray i make past this round.
I'm a survivor loud and proud.
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