i've been here before.
it was ugly then.
it's still ugly now.
it's dark and it sucks.
took me months to get out and start again.
with wounds and scratches, I almost bleed mysoul to death inside.
but i picked it up, pieces by pieces.
i did it once.
hell, i did it twice.
now, out of nowhere, i found myself sprawl in the same ugly place.
and this time around
i am sure i wont be getting out soon.
i need miracles.
i need Your miracle.