Does it matter if I die? Take it as it is, death will come, no matter what, everyone will succumb.
I gave up a long time ago. I let death win. Now it’s my time to go.
Either way, the stuggle’s within. You can fight yourself, and let the devil win. That’s where I’m at, knocking on the floor, waiting for hell to open up and swallow me once more. The pain can’t get worse, and it’s all I know. I guess we’ll see tonight, how far I can go.
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I wish you peace. No devil will come. Think of beautiful things while and if you decide to leave this world. There is a theory that states that whatever phycological state you die in will follow through. I will do so if the time comes when I am brave enough. I will think of angels that will embrace me on the other side. I will think of all the good I’ve done. It wouldn’t be fair to be punished for not being able to cope. I wish you a good night.
Black swan, no the devil didn’t come. No one came. I want peace and wish I had it. Things are so bad that I was wanting anything to happen.