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How do you let go of the images of the legs of your beloved one intertwined with your nightmare. How do you rid of the scenario of your most cherished treasure sharing an intimate moment with the thing you fear the most in a night box How do you forget about the mental screenshots taken of the exchanged words between your dearest and la bête noire Letting go is to be worked on However, I am faithful. I am faithful to the tormented memories. Faithful to the thoughts that haunt me Faithful to the train that keeps me going The train that brings me to a heinous place A place where it is effortless to be wicked and nothing can be done Unless I learn to let go But How do you let go of the images of the legs of your beloved one intertwined with your nightmare...

I'm well aware that everything is temporary, but when your chest feels like it holds 200kg and that your head will combust. Then what? How the fuck are you suppose to bare it. When your heart gets crippled, not broken. Crippled. When your eyes get watery and blurs your vision while you drive. You don't care anymore. You just, don't. Blurry vision? Alright, perfect. There's a higher chance of getting into an accident and at this point, dying seems like the most comforting thing that can happen to you.

Can i die