Seven

As you all watched me destroy myself. I cried the most tears at night. The level of desire to die heightened everyday as you called me out on life. Afraid of knives and anything sharp or loud I put my self destructive weapons down. I faded into a crowd where they looked at me as if they were proud. The day I found that these faces were invasive and unrevealing it was too late when I lay paralyzed staring at the ceiling. I’ve wept and sorrowed, stolen and borrowed. They did me evil now all of their demons have followed. Hallowed be thy name. I screamed for Jesus name. I surrender. But I don't want to die I just need to see the heavens, then he opened my eyes, and then there were seven...

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