{(fifty-nine)} I can almost hear his voice...

I have been having bad dreams. Its almost always the same, its like I'm in my dads body,watching through his eyes. I'm driving a car, I'm singing with the radio. His voice. I hear a loud noise and a pain on my right side... and I wake up. I wake up and I cant remember what his voice sounded like. I thought I was past this point. I thought I was going to be okay. I thought wrong. I feel terrible. Its like I want something bad to happen to me, just so I can focus on something else for a change. I just wanna get cut enough to wake me up. I just wanna get cut. School is gonna be hell tomorrow.
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