I pray that my death is swift and I do not feel a thing. I hope I leave a lasting impact of love and a light bright enough to shine and guide those I leave behind here. Whether what people say about me is true or not, I do not know what to do anymore.
Supposedly there is abundance coming toward me. I do not know anymore. I guess I have to believe it and have faith. I don't know who to talk to. I don't know if I want to talk to anyone. I don't know if I truly want to live.
T.D.
