My words can’t defend me anymore
I lie here just hurting
Kill yourself,
The voices tell me from within
I can’t remember…
When did this battle begin?
My words can’t defend me anymore
I lie here just hurting
Kill yourself,
The voices tell me from within
I can’t remember…
When did this battle begin?
A story in 500-word chapters. All is not well in the afterlife.
The similarity between drifting in life and drifting at sea.
Jim Dawson's dream job comes at last.