Sabbatical

I need silence. There's nine inch, nails in the coffin. Too often I'm coughing, I'm choking... keep smoking. You keep provoking me.. misleading me, mistreating me, deceiving me, I can't keep letting you beat on me. Emotionally. Feel like I am dying sometimes, I got to stop crying inside,  there has got to be another route. Right now I need a time out...