First Step Till The End

November 20th, 2011by 13vida

Each cut is like a battle scar, like a fading glory. I dare myself to go deeper and deeper each time, feeling the rush of life, but then it’s gone. I don’t know what to do anymore.

I hate therapists, I hate people who pity me, and I just hate everything. Nothing good comes out of when they just say things, because they aren’t helping.

The date is set, but it won’t be for another 3 years, until I’m a senior, until I become that perfect person that my parents, friends, family, and teachers want. I’ll be just like Terrence, no one will know what hit them.

I’m not ready to die, not yet, but soon I will be. The plan is simple, change as many people’s lives as I can, save as many as I can, and take their pain for them. No one deserves to feel the pain, no one like me, so I’ll feel it for them. Here I go, taking the first step to the end.

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