on the inside

Lost unwanted lonely sad painful low craving desperate cold hopeful deserted betrayed regret down tired tearful numb dead hurt

In the middle of it all is the one thing that keeps me going. And even it sometimes gets lost in all the chaos. But then somehow, the breath coming out of my lungs reminds me that there is a lot to live for. A lot more than myself. Maybe someday I’ll be fine; Maybe I wont. But I’ll die knowing I tried. I tried to be fine in the middle of it all.

I tried.

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