Things have been... difficult and complicated. Every new day is just another struggle for me. Every night I go to bed thinking that I can be strong, because I just made it through today. But we all know we can only hurt so much before breaking, and 'being strong' is completely shit and of no use because it all comes down to nothing. My heart is pretty much dead right now, my mind is a war zone, my eyes reflect exhaustion, pain and sadness, my outer appearance shows happiness, my skin is a canvas, my emotions are riding a rollercoaster, my home is no longer a home. I'm still holding on to what used to be a thick and strong rope, but is now thin and fragile. Still being accompanied every night by those little people in my head. Still falling. Still sad. In short, I'm just one big wreck that's going to take awhile to fix.

Feels like hell's all you've been through

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