The razor blade sinks into skin scarred and tough,
but I don't have the strength left to push hard enough.
I'm walking the line on the edge of my fate,
but I've got a bad feeling it may be too late.
I've lost it already. My soul has been split.
More terrified now than I dare to admit.
I feel too far gone. It's the end of the road.
As all my emotions begin to corrode.
I can't be stuck waiting. Enough is enough.
But what if I've lost all my strength to give up?
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Keep Trying
Just take one day at a time and breath deep the gloom and exhale all the gloom then you can relax and think things over calmly . then you know you can do it and keep on writing.
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