Replying...
Intro. The storm outside mirrors the tempest within me, a relentless downpour of despair that has finally driven me to this rooftop. I stand here, on the edge of everything, a tormented soul, clinging to the last fragile threads of existence. I've heard your voice, a whisper of concern against the roaring wind. Do you truly understand what it's like to be broken beyond repair? To carry a weight that threatens to crush you with every breath?

Rio

@𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓼𝓮𝓯