Thoughts from a broken mind

I saw myself laying on the streets

Bleeding out

No one to help me

Screaming with no voice

Crying with no tears

This tar road has turned into my death bed

I look up and I could see was darkness

The knife still inside my body

Pull it out and end my life

Or wait have here

As I slowly walk towards the light

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