The wannabe writer

It been so long since I cried I want to

I’m crying now a bit finally I think I can

Those who are in USA I bid you farewell

I want to go back to a simpler time with my mom and not suffer any longer.

Mr. fbi or any spies I’m not worth your worry not netzins or lurkers

Lesson learned the hard acquired

I’ll simply continue to exist as my life falls apart around me as everyone getting it together

I won’t cry and won’t shout.

But I won’t afflict harm upon myself. I will deal with my poor coping mechanisms

If you find these. No I don’t know if I will be okay. I will continue to struggle because of it.

My only choices is to move on

I’m to be judge for a mistake I made when I should have known better

Only those who love me seem to care. I’m afraid and not alone but alone.

It tough i brought it upon myself by my careless actions

Nothing gone right and nothing gone my way

My life begins to spiral