living hell
Daniel Rowlandit's hard to tell I'm in living hell when my daughter died my spirit fell couldn't sleep or eat it was nightmare I just could not beat I felt defeat lasted multiple weeks I was a shell of better former me struggling like a blind man who could not see the dark was to deep until I broke that chain and got back up on my feat pulled my self up and became complete
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it's hard to tell I'm in living hell when my daughter died my spirit fell couldn't sleep or eat it was nightmare I just could not beat I felt defeat lasted multiple weeks I was a shell of better former me struggling like a blind man who could not see the dark was to deep until I broke that chain and got back up on my feat pulled my self up and became complete
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