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Runaway train, never going back
My life is like a speeding train, heading towards a black hole. But for some reason I can't ever manage to tell the complete truth about my problems, not even to the counselors or psychiatrist. Now that I'm screaming for help, nobody's there.
The lines are cut and soon I will be, too.
I have no real advice for you because I have the same problem. Just...know you're not alone. Or at least tell yourself so.
Great metaphor, by the way.
i'm here the reason i seem silent is because that's what i've been taught please death isn't the answer it's only the begining for trouble...