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Demontized

I learned that i have over a 60% chance to die in the next 3 years. An it has ripped me apart, An im only 17

The Pain is ripping me
The dark is creeping in
Hate like cold fingers
Crawling an clawing
Reaching for my heart
Trying to squeeze it hard
My heart is slowing
My mind is fogging over
Crimson floods my vision
Hate raging in my veins
Pain I want to give to anyone
The demon I have become
Lust to send my pain out
Haunt others in their dreams
Another face swirling an screaming at them
in the night

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Jim "The Lad" ....

powerful, I've had multiple heart attacks, also dying and live with great pain that I have to manage with pills..............................Jim

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Gwendoline

Such raw emotion in this piece. I am sorry for your worries. I am going to keep you in my train of thought, and hope your spirit lifts and you gain strength ❤️ This was a brave share and you are a writer of pure thoughts. I hope by writing it helps aid you through this time of uncertainty. Please keep writing and sharing

Gwen x 

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Being Me

Bless you! This write is raw and filled with so much turmoil and pain. I am so sorry that you have found out that percentage/death thing. That's awful and my prayers are with you. I really think you need to focus on the fact that there is a 40% chance that you won't! By thinking on the negative you give anxiety the go ahead to run riot with you. And then all the physical problems this causes will make you worry even more. A downward spiral then ensues and you do yourself no favours. Please, please think on the positive. In this world any single one of us can have a silly accident which ends up killing us at any time anyway. Positive thoughts make you stronger 😉 x

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