on a bus
no one else on board
the landscape flies by
barren and dry
skies are red
storm clouds building
on the edge of darkness
lightening flashes
driver revealed
one way ticket
exit doors blocked
sit back and wait
for the ride to end.
final destination
hell.I am stopping the blog now. Personal therapy is fruitless.
It just disturbs my friends.
I don't need to say it here to feel it.
Thank you for reading and some of you for caring.
It's just a waiting game at this point.
I won't directly hurt myself.
Failure seems to find me without much trouble.
If I ever see the positive again
I will return. But this sort of blog is ending now.
Love you.
kel
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