I hope I can make it through one more day. Just one. Then I can try. I can’t make a mistake.
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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