I almost threw myself in a speeding car around Kira roundabout now road lights. Why was I going to kill myself? Because I was tired of how I was feeling. The depression had taken its heavy load on me and the conversations with myself in my head were so loud, I didn’t know what was my original voice. I wanted them to stop, I wanted everything that was causing me the pain to stop. I wanted to be free from the hurting and the pain. This wasn’t the first time I was going through this deep desire to end it. This was my second time. The first time, I looked…
