okay....so...um...yeah....

This is suicidal thinking! But, its just thinking, no doing. This is as far as acting as I go with these thoughts....

If you want to comment on it, please don't comment on the suicidal part of how my mind works....instead comment on how its put together, or even, you can put your own suicidal thoughts to continue it! Or delete it...I don't care, I had to post it up in a few places. Again, please don't try to comphert me on this. If anything, it will only piss me off. Okay here it is~



I fear going to sleep by myself. The lonesome slumber gives out hellish nightmares to which,others have turned a blind eye. The worlds of hell and heaven, compare not to the darkness that had came before. It is indeed attractive, and fearsome. A deal with it I had once made, to save a life that had not been born.

Can one be born suicidal?

As I lay and think before I go to ale, with out the light I had found that glows dimly bright. Bright enough so that I can see it, but dim enough so that my eyes don't hurt from its ever flowing warmth. With out that warmth, dreams of a time when sleep was driving me mad. Reaching a new stage of itself. A systematic cycle that with there is no escape, not even in ones mind nor death. But, visions of its glorious release dances and lingers.

What release?

Looking for release, a pointless and tiring obstacle. Simply living, and waiting for ones true time to come. What to do with in that time? Move to that comfort and warmth that had been the light in the darkness. To follow and trust in it. Where others had made attempts, to drowned it out and draw one away. Once they finally be one, and live. After death, the ones end of its life saving deal will start.....