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Alone

Qui savait que ça pouvait mal tourner dans votre propre tête ?

By Ayomide AdekoyaPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
It kills you inside……

Sometimes all i want to do is be by myself, no music, no sound, just me and my fears conversing. Iroinging out our differences and trying to take away the emptiness living deep inside. Listen, i grew uo with pain and hatred, always been treated differently amongst my peers and it killed me everytime. All i really needed was someone i could count on like 1,2,3 but luck wasn’t so friendly to me. Instead i was there for everyone else and had no one there for me, slowly it consumed me. The loneliness crept in and devoured me from the inside out. I had lots of friends and i made everyone happy but no one had my back enough to see me hurting and dying inside till one day the blade went in way too deep and i almost lost everything…..to be continued.

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