my untitledIt was cold and foggy. I felt strange warmth, a feeling of safety. There was a strange comfort despite the ominous weather. There was someone behind me, not right behind me, but there was someone there. A boy, somehow I could tell, just a feeling deep in my gut. The reason I could tell evaded me as I could only hear my own footsteps. The fog was like a wall stopping all sound, almost as if it was swallowing all noise.my untitled
He was getting closer now. Still I could not see him but I could hear his footsteps. Faint as they were I knew he was close.&n
Out of OrderOut of order, This is the phrase of my life everything is so chaotic and cluttered. My mind is out of order, broken, a disaster I try and try, but I cannot fix it.Out of Order
It felt like there was no hope but I was determined I could heal, put my mind in order. I knew it would not be easy at all but I didn't think it would be this hard, take this long.
I feel it, see it, taste it I am healing, fixing the broken andordering my thoughts not completely but I am getting there Soon I can take the "Out of Order" sign of of my life, Soon.
lies paranoia crazy alonewhen you lie, it's only the beginning the lie spins and spins more lies an intricate web of deceit where you have no control Then you get paranoid you start to believe everyone is lying no one can tell the truth if you can't Then you go crazy people think you are crazy because "everyone lies" you trust no one Then you then you are alonelies paranoia crazy alone
dying refusing help from anyone they give up
you are alone in the dark because no one likes crazy people so you die alone all because of
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