I fecking hate my life. What I've become, where I've been and where I am. Jesus Christ... Unwanted thoughts bleed my brain dry, pushing me to the brink of sanity. Losing faith of life and my future. 'Twas my bad choices that led me to this and my life is composed that of such. I hate that I feel this way... The tunnel doors are closing in on me and all forms of light fading. (This is the first of the last)
I don't expect anything and feel nothing. I am not an emo kid, I've had a rough life and am ready to rest...
