(note: My current mental state is controllable. I may typo.)
Evygen Fedoseev, a mentally ill 17 year old russian pow victom.
He has sadly died but a diary of his thoughts and emothions threw out his life was found.
This is pure non published.Robin was my son.
He was a different person.
The title of this whole messige is the what he drew on his diary.:
Say no
Swing low
Opening and first page.
10:00pm(Past sweating patterned across head) sanity flips. whats wrong is right. Crazy start.)
12:00pm-Calmed down. Drank somthing, Warm water.Delicious.
-Slept.Rem:(2:00)
Waking up at 5:20:
Thoughts of death, hate, Anger mainly.Not sure why.Wrote for a few, read a book.
Mental break:
The fadded tracks, past such marsh.
Losing freedom,mind is harsh.
We may reject all the truth.
You are sadly feral youth.
Call it what your dare.
Life just isnt fair.
...
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I cant feel my feelings
My ....
RANDOM SRIBBLES IN BOLD PRINT.
-end page one.