My hands are bleeding
The rope is cutting through my skin
I am tired and my grip is losening
I can’t let go, I won’t let go
My eyes are closing
I think I am passing out
Its dark all around
No light, no help
Yes keep climbing
I can feel the cold dampness on my skin
the stench of something rotten
perhaps someone who was holding on
has finally given up
But I am not ready
I won’t fall
I ll fight till my last breath
You can’t take it away from me
Suddenly the anger awakens
And hands start to move
One after another
Let me out of this Hell
AK~

Mar 10, 2021 @ 23:34:50
I love you for all that you are, all that you have been and all that you’re yet to be.
I admire the way you handle every challenge that is thrown your way. I’m proud of you. Being with you, talking with you and laughing with you, that’s what I adore most.
You are today and all of my tomorrows.
🤗