Four and a half hours
until I go home
Four and a half hours
until I reach my keyboard
Four and a half hours
until I see my family
Four and a half hours
until I escape these judgmental beady eyes
Four and a half hours
until I talk to them
Four and a half hours
until I'm alone
Four and a half hours
until I have to fight addictions
Four and a half hours
until I'm free
Four and a half hours
and surprisingly,
I'm okay with that.
-written in bio about a week before attempting suicide for the second time-
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