These pics represent something in my life that are still in my mind from the past....alot of pain and suffering......My eyes close, hoping for this to all go away but it seems that once you feel the razor, you will always crave the razor........
So much blood that has been staind on the walls...nothing I can do about it...I have to keep going....I have to feel the pain that I crave........
It finds the most happiest memories and it takes them away with no remorse.......My pain grows...I suffer alone in a dark corner.......I can't hide.....I stumble for that open door, but it shuts me out......
There is no room left in anyone's heart to save me now....I turn into hatred...Push others away for my delight....I kill people's hearts and hurt them as well...I regret it, but the darkness is still close to me, to feel its icy cold breath on my neck.......
Everything I knew about myself was gone.....my identity stolen.....I don't know myself to this very day...searching the world of what I was....what i wanted to be in life, but the path keeps getting longer......
I never wanted this to happen...but i was chosen from the heart of the demon......the darker half of me...to corrupt me in the darkest ways possible......
But the thing is I can't stop using the blade....it fuels my hatred, my pain, and my suffering....no one listens to what I have to say....I get tired and I just want to rest my head on my blood consumed pillow and fall into an eternal sleep......
Im so alone.....in this black room where my body stays...I want to be taken away to the realms of death where my soul can be consumed as well....no one cares about me....no one can possibly understand what I went through......
I cry every night wishing this would all go away........but then I accept my fate....even though my story ends with my suicide...it iis the way it has to be sometimes.....I wish I had all the answers....my life was a fuckin joke....it will never be ok........
My life will be remembered to me as the life that could not continue......I'm sorry to have to give up on myself...but its hard to go on...my pain grows on and my suffering is starting to kill me inside.....my road of life keeps getting longer...I am tired and weak....I will die from what is me...only so much time remains............sry to all my friends and family that has tried to make my life worth living.....I love you guys very much......
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