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I let out all the frustration, anger, built up anxiety, and hatred. Silence fills the icing air, afterwards. Temptation settles in, as I close my eyes.
This Is It
I used to think a lot of myself. Thought I could overcome anything. Anything that tried to break me.
Unfortunately, I don’t fit that description anymore. I’m not worthy of life and the one I’ve dreamed of, although, I am worthy of what’s to come, because today, in this moment, I have a plan.
I stand, barely able to to feel my toes. I took off my shoes to feel the gravel underneath my feet. I’ve always liked the feeling of being closer to nature.
I look up at the sky and see how bright the stars’ shine over powers it. It’s right around the time my family sleeps. While they’re resting, I’m here standing on this rusted, railed, concrete bridge ten feet above the lake.
This Is It
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