No hope,
My kitchen's windows are open wide.
I want to jump,
free from stress and everything.
Free from the troubles of friends,
or even finding friends.
Free from being an asshole,
an asshole doing fucked up things.
Free from being a burden,
a burden to someone I loved.
ARH!
I lost everything in this year.
2008 is a bad year for me.
I longed for so long,
but now two words land me in the depths of my own hell.
I will never heal,
I don't want to heal.
Even if I have to kill, and suicide.
Die together.
I don't really care.
I can feel,
my evil is coming to me soon.
Over sadness, looks like I'm the possessive one.
I would kill if I have to.
I would die if I have to.
RED.
posted @ 2:30 AM |