Feelings of pain inside my head. They turn my thoughts to suicide again. Thought I was free from this fucked up way. Thought wrong. Need an escape.
The blade slides through my skin. Not as easy as I hoped, but has the desired effect. The pain in my arm turns my thoughts from the pain in my head.
I vowed I would never do this to myself again. At least not over a girl. Heh heh heh. I never had strong willpower. First time it happened was the worst.
Too much time to reminisce about a love that might have been. Too little time to find my mid again.
A baby born into a world of mind rape and soul torture.
A man dies in the eyes of his family.
Thank you. Thank you all. For hating what I am, hating who I love and hating what I believe in. You have given me a chance to escape the ones I hate.
Thank you all