Dear god
Dear God,
I plead for salvation from this consuming abyss
the raw, ceaseless tide of anger, pain and sorrow
is a slow venom dissolving my very core
the venom is making my sanity slowly cease as if it was never there at all
I fear i'm drowning and the world is holding me down
I might not be able to continue if this keeps going on
i'm extremely tired and have people to take care of
but I can't even get out of bed
we've had tough times you and i
But I swear I have more than meets the eye
i'm chained to the bottom of the sea and I'm the monster begging to be set free
i'm a dear drowning in quicksand trying to make a quick stand for myself and all I believe
for my time here will eventually end
please I beg for the little girl inside of me to finally be set free
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