Day turns into night... Night divides the day... For weeks at a time... And the darkness falls again... With the eternalness of a death spiral meeting me upon each sunrise....
All that remains is the pain. Sleep has given up its loving embrace to quiet my mind. Food is a luxury item donated by the kind hearts of others. Family is nonexistent. If it were not for the love of friends I'd have aborted my "rebirth" months ago... Long before the 3rd trimester of hopelessness found me shrunken and so broken... Dwindling down roughly fifty pounds from where I was in October....
The car is dead...
I am again homeless...
I am jobless...
I am penniless...
I am hungry...
I am sleepless...
I am so tired...
Joy is fleeting...
And if it were not for the love and kindness of a dear friend I would have nothing at all...
Dark thoughts cloud my mind as I lie sleepless in my nightmare....
I still tell myself that the sun will indeed rise each day, and with it is born a new opportunity for another chance at life...
But lately the day sneers at the rising sun with the breath of Hell, and another chance at life lies stillborn...
I need my Angels...
Come fly to me and pick me up!
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