Is this it? The life I am to lead,
Can't be. What happened to religion?
The stories of hope and happiness,
escaping me at every turn.
Hate falling asleep!
Hate waking up!
A contradiction in mass supply.
Is there a pill to remove this feeling?
Besides the one that comes with gun powder.
I doubt their is something to cure me,
Last in line when they dished out happiness.
A state of mind they say,
positive thinking they say,
you decide your future they say.
How the fuck are you supposed to do this,
when life throws curve balls permanently!
Every day I wake up,
Thinking,
"Is this some kind of SICK joke!"
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I can surely relate to the pain in your words my friend. * Is there a pill to remove this feeling?
Besides the one that comes with a gun powder.* << those lines hit hard..I wish you all the happiness you so deserve.
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David,
This is heartwrenching! But sadly, there are many that can relate to this. I wish I knew exactly what to say... I mean, I can relate to this too, maybe not at this moment, but I have certainly had the same thoughts before. You did a great job on this one!
You know where to find me if you want to talk.
Ek is lief vir jou altyd
Nyetta
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