I slowly pace the empty of another lonesome day, not certain of what to say to the voices in my head. we all have voices in our heads whispering to us each day of our lives.
I’m empty running on fumes, exhausted by the time-consuming effort to remain upright. My sight is blurred by the overwhelming things of life…
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