It's 4am and I'm all alone. All I can think about is how did I end up here?
The world came crashing down and it felt as if my life had come to a halt.
It's crazy how things can be great one day and your joy can be stripped away in a heartbeat.
Is this how my life was supposed to be? Is this there any point in still living.
I close my eyes hoping the pain would go away and this could all be over.
No! It can't end like this.
Why do the good come last?
Why do the good hearted always end up heartbroken?
Streams of tears flood my cheeks.
All the pain, all the things, falling on me.
All the blood, sweat and tears.
Flashing lights, seen my life flash before me.
This is my story.
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4am Alone
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