Last Night from Letter by Hafiz Chelsea

In my lovely depression night, Leave me alone at my backstairs, I don’t want to see your face, Even if I die who cares. I’m thinking about myself clearly, I’ve make a lot of mistake and suddenly, You come give me hope, To release all this rope. So I jumped into my lovely bed, Why’d I look so fucking sad? I’m broken in life, And I’m tired of all this lies.

Slowly pain, My hands bleeding, And all these feeling just thrown away.
Slowly gone, The rest of me calmly, But my heart still firery but who cares.

Flashback my memory and why I feel so mad? So I holding knife tightly and scratching my hands. It’s bleeding out non stop, And I love to see it all, Bloody red, sweet and satisfying and my body’s fall. So I take my guitar on and I singing all this song, But it never make me to move on.

Slowly gone away, I have something to say, Please leave me alone and let me pray. Slowly kill my mind, I don’t want to die, But world still rush me to bury me inside.

“Dwayne Johnson speech about depression.”

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