I get up every morning, sometimes early, sometimes not so early. It is the same cycle repeated everyday. Each morning, the same cold emotional magma flows through my mind - why is all this happening? What is the meaning of all this? I get up from my mattress laid on the floor. I walk a few steps to my computer and check my email. Every morning my mind starts juggling all the painful memories inside this little head of mine, trying it's best to bring tears to my eyes. I close my eyes, try to hold my trembling lips together...breathing is difficult, I have to force air inside...and out...another cycle I cud never get rid of...All those terrible broken pieces of me from my past, I push them into the deepest black holes of my mind...strange, they bounce back every dawn...those dark devils want to spread darkness all over me...eating every ray of light that tries to brighten my soul with hope...I cry in pain...bruised all over, my body, my mind...what's my mistake, I ask...the devils roar...and say in a horrific unison...son, not u'r mistake, but then, who says life is fair?
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