My wounds, unreachable deep.. Medications i applied.. Movin on i tried so very hard.. Takin in as much asthetics are i can.. Pains i stil feel most of da time.. Unbearable.. Tots of suicide keeps mi alive.. Livin torture life became.. Onli in deep slep, i enjoy paradise.. In paradise, i roam freely.. My dreams all come true.. Maybe blindin my eyes wil kip mi away from pain.. Stop mi from lookin at da state i'm in.. For a long time, i had been tryin to break free.. Emotionally, spiritually, physically.. To find tat all my efforts are in vain.. I'm onli on a treadmile.. Howeva fast i walk, howeva long i walk.. I'm stil here.. At da same place.. Wounds are left unhealed.. Asthetics make mi a drug abuser.. You, thankq for my today...