Holding on...

I don't know how to hold on…
I feel as though my mind is gone…
My thoughts are penetrated with fear…
That something evil could happen here…
I'm done listening to your words and bs…
Because all they do is put me under pointless stress…
I live in constant fear everyday…
That I will do something that is not okay…
And you will do something to take my life away…
I don't know how I'm holding on…
But somehow I'm determined to stay strong…

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