Nothing else i say would make things right again.
Im speechless.
Verge of giving up everything.
It happens, once in awhile.
This time im serious.
everything.
all the effort that i've put into.
im.
tired.
Whats the point of screaming.
Whats the point of cursing and swearing.
Whats the point of hitting and punching.
Nothing is gonna be right again.
Everything happened because of me.
And, I'm sorry.
Dear Lord, on my knees can you hear my prayer.
Im lost.