scream

i hate the feeling when i'm at my lowest point. because no one can save me but myself. while i'm not capable even to do so. instead, i see myself drowning, deeper and deeper into my own thoughts and feelings. i hate it when i just try to bear than do something. while i try so hard to lift myself and my heart up, know that there's no other hand to reach my hand, and tell me that everything will be fine once again..in the end there's only me with my thought and my heart. all over again.

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