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I've dug a hole so deep in my mind that I can no longer see the light of the sun and I can no longer hear the voices of people I love . I've been breaking my hands trying to carry the burden that I've placed on myself. I'm so afraid of the end. I've lead myself to believe I may never be happy again.
I think the hardest part of all is trying to justify self-deprecation when I am constantly surrounded by sources of love and affection. I know that I'm not on my own. But I can't shake the feeling that I'm in this alone. There's no one that I feel safe with . All I've wanted for so long is to succumb to a sleep That I am not afraid of .
Give me the strength to love myself as I am told that I am loved. May I believe , despite my doubt that someday I'll be good enough? Hindsight is a miserable thing when you don't know where you're going. And you don't care where you've been.
