Brain  Dump

 Once upon a time... I knew what it felt like to spill my guts out on the floor.

 
Lying there in agony and pain

thinking to myself should I even go on; remain one day more.

I felt hallow, frail existence I did live... loathing in self-hatred. 

I was the wrong Adam's rib. 

I wondered each day how much more could I take...

I so deeply hunger to be loved to relieve this rejection...

deep ache.

One day I stood in front of the mirror wondering who was looking back at me. 

realizing that I'm the only one who gives value to my self-worth.

New beginning

REBIRTH

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