This is probably my,
Toughest entry yet.
The hardest piece I’ve ever chosen to write for the very reason that,
I don’t really want to wake up to whatever this is any longer.
I just,
Have no other choice…
Haven’t had any motivation to write,
Let alone move my limbs any further past my bed regardless of how much I hate being in a place making me feel like a fish washed up on shore,
Too far from each incoming wave for any chance to swim back home…
But,
Here I am!
Some way,
Some how.
Forcing myself to write another sentence even if it makes me feel sick to my stomach.
Convincing myself it’s all for a good reason.
How it’s all a band-aid for chronic wounds only opened by this,
Fear to continue being myself after a string of exasperating situations I know,
Deep down inside,
Could’ve been prevented…
But,
Here I am!
Some way,
Some how,
Writing another piece no matter how defeated I sit on a school chair dragged out from someone else’s garbage.
At this point,
All I desire I to start over.
Throw everything out,
Including every promise I obviously couldn’t keep and…
Go to sleep…
For every single night I couldn’t within the last 7 years of torment…
7 years of torment that will be spoken of within the next ticking moments…
m3l0dicverse 
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