Blurred vision became a clear picture as the screams protruded from his mouth. He was brought into a world full of violence and hatred. So reluctant to come through that the doctors had no choice but to cut him from the womb.
A few years passed...
A violent boy, he was ungrateful, and didn't honor his father or his mother. The doctors concluded that he must be bipolar. Medication became a daily ritual. Adolescence hit and middle school became his new place of torment. Depression and thoughts of suicide crossed the mind of a confused, tortured soul. His blood boiled with anger and hatred for the world.
High school came around, but not before his first couple of visits to a psychiatric hospital. Cigarettes, marijuana and ecstasy became a part of him. He was sent to an alternative school for his behavior. He hated life.
He thought he should swallow the bitter little pills in the cabinet. So he did. Being rushed to the...
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