Stranded
April 4, 2014
Is frustrating the feeling of temptation, and nothingness.
Emptiness and loneliness.
Straight into suicidal thoughts, of a beginning that slowly loses the capability of being able to distinguish between life and sadness.
Nothing but emptiness that is lost in a road of nowhere, that leads to death.
Breathless.
Heartless.
Nothing full of emptiness.
I am stranded.
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