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When hard times come...
I fall in hope for a hand to reach out and catch me.
Often there is none and i fall painfully to the ground.
When hard times come people who cause them thrive off of my sadness.
And every new day i die inside over and over, the feeling...im used to it.
ecentric pain yet nothing more i can do for it.
The little happieness lives in the bottom pit of my cold heart.
When hate consumes you you will know how i feel.

you need to close your eyes ,and look with your mind ,you will see many hands ,reaching out to you ,and you will learn ,that many hands may
be reaching out in pain and you may catch them as they fall ,and this will make you more aware of what you to can give to others ,i know the words i write are given freely ,but the rewards are great ,,,,,goodnight
my dear freind ,you be warm under this blanket of warmth tonight
and no more talk of dying ,,,,,,,,,,,,,xn728

We are always here to support you but I wish there was a trusted adult in your world who you could reach out to....a teacher, a doctor etc. You are in my thoughts.