I’m standing up. My eyes at shut. Darkness is around me. I can feel that their is some one in front of me. I can feel their breath on me. I’m afraid to open my eyes. I can feel their eyes looking in to my soul I’m afraid of what they will see. My darkness, my hope, my dreams, my fear, every thing that makes me me. I open my eyes and I’m looking in the mirror. I’m afraid of myself. Is life worth living if आप are your own enemy. I fight with my self every दिन and I all ways lose. I come घर bleeding and thinking of death. I cant wait to death comes and gets me Ill greet it with open arms. Until then ill just have to hope
