@nyxsam

Life Oh, to run away from this ghastly life is a desire; to start over in a foreign land where everything is unusual, everyone is a stranger, and no one knows me by name. Perhaps it would make the aching a little more bearable if I were in a new environment away from all the things that are killing me here. Oh, I long to not be here; to not be born; and to not be me. Perhaps I’d learn to love myself if I were in someone else’s skin and my existence would make a tiny sense to…

At last Suddenly, it all stop aching. You rise at the pinnacle of your molted, senescence skin clothed in hopeful complexion. On your lips lies as sweet, cheerful beam of self-fulfillment. Contentment glisten your little with teeth. at last, sweetheart, you peeled off dusting self-doubt and insecurities. You finally dared to try without fear of failing of disappointing the crowd'.You stopped tearing down your bones as an apology. At last, sweetheart you are now feel…