A man loses over and over again.
Lost emotions can not even keep him going.
A gun to his temple. He only wants the pain that he's in to end.
Tears flowing uncontrolling as all he wants is for someone to tell him to stop it.
To be the savior to his suffering.
He only wants someone to tell him it'll be okay things happen.
We lose fifty times over just to have that one win.
We all cry we lose we suffer for things that happen and we have no control in it.
Only part that stops us from cutting or pulling the trigger is the people that's helping.
Those that sacrifice everything to stop someone from doing something stupid.
The ones lost rest easy. Those thinking about nonsense look around people care even when they arnt fully showing it.
Never give up to lose is only a step closer to that one win.