Life was good. Life involved hitting my bed on a bedrail. Since then, Life has been out-of-control. Life isn’t taking showers. Or taking medications at the right time. And having horific nightmares. And forgetting too be nice to others. Weird behavior changes. Now best friend just can’t cope with Life anymore. What does Life do? Life has already thought of ways to die. Life really doesn’t want to follow through with suicide. Life wants to live. But how? Hospitals don’t help Life. Life is life, fading away and yet hanging on a tree branch for dear life.
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