I don't know what to write. I have all these thoughts torturing me every single day and night. In my thoughts and in my dreams. A hole inside of me that I am trying to fill. No matter how much I try clog up this void it gets bigger and more painful.
In my dreams I look ahead at the path I have chosen. May it be the right or wrong choice I have chosen it. I look back at the path I have walked, sometimes even venture back through it. The road overgrown with vines and barbs. I wonder if there was a way back to where I have come from. I wonder was life so bad. Was it so empty that I had to run. Was it an emptiness that was always there which is
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