I laugh hysterically, taking a deep breath and touching my chest, expecting my heart to be beating fast and impatiently, but no sound comes from there. It feels like I'm already dead.
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But what should I do today? What should I do tomorrow? This is what I ask myself every morning. But what should I do with my life?
I'm lost. I just want everything to be fine..
My head is aching so much, I want to sleep, lie down on the road and remain there to die....
Whatever your fears are
Whatever the reason is for your tears
No matter how big is the pain
that captured your heart.
Whatever are the possibilities
that you missed
No matter what childhood you had that hurt you.
Since then, you had to grow up.
You must be reborn to not miss the day.
Let life take its course, choose the love that is waiting for you.
If you are reborn, outgrowing the pains of the past.
Tell the priest, tell the pastor, tell them to go away!
The devil came before and my soul is no longer for sale.
If you leave me tonight, at dawn I will give you my life,
What is my life without her?..
Self-isolation. Self-restraint. Isolation of everything.
An ugly bug in a room that you can't get out of.
Now everything hidden is foaming out. All flaws burn in a poisonous color, illuminating the small world of a closed apartment.
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