Pain and sanity.

Everything seems cloudy. A mess. Mix up. My judgement is a mess. My mind is a mess. My surrounding is a mess. My relationships with others is a mess.

My life is a mess. My brain is so fucked up that I could not think properly other than wanted to feel more of me again. I’ve thought of cutting myself will be a choice. Pain might just be the right answer to this, miserable lost life. A few times I saw the blade, this thought came to me. The image of blood oozing out of my wrist. Can I gain some sanity from that? Maybe I can.  

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