Time slips through my fingertips. I don't know where to turn. Walls are closing in on me and I can't seem to catch my breath. Waiting to die, only wasting space, nothing to live for, just a nameless face. Choking, sinking, fading, falling into a state of unconsciousness I can't escape. Vivid dreams of suicide, Sick to my stomach, full of regret. Nothing is ever what we expect. Nothing is perfect and not everything is bright. Rain is pouring down on me, I'm walking towards the light.
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