between the lines....

        
       
       
       
    not sure how to begin; not sure what to say.... but.... when it comes to certain subjects.... I am not brave....        
       
       
   what am I talking about? what do I mean? these are boundary lines that must be read in between....        
       
       
*sighs*        
       
       
not sure how to continue.... and what difference it will make.... but expressing it plain is a reason to internally shake....        
       
       
the feeling is bone chilling, like a cold windy day; and unable to ever find "shelter" ever again the same way....        
       
       
because reality is harsh; many times it's been displayed; though some took a gamble, and let the chips fall where they may..but.... some understand my position and can very well relate....        
       
       
that sharing too much, could leave one on their face .... because even in that "cold windy day" or if one even "finds a place" there's no guarantee that one could survive the storms on the way....        
       
       
I mean no harm in what I'm trying to code; if you can read between the lines, you probably know; because life is harsh; and one's heart already aches; to express these thoughts plainly could finish me off....        
       
       
why do I even bother to code what's on my mind; because it's been laying dormant up there, for quite some time.... more harm than good is what comes to mind.... because "reality" is.... debilitating when one crosses certain lines....        
       
       
it's fair to say that there's nothing to gain, but  potential suicide....or one's "quality" of "life" could further decline before one's eyes