as you may surely know
i have grown a liking towards the impossible
yes, i know. i am incredibly mad.
ludicrous. infatuated. unbearable.
to tell you a secrete: i sometimes think of suicide
to save me and release me from this world.
you do not like it; convincing me to stop.
i am sorry, but i cannot; it has grown a part of me
for i am not afraid to die nor do i know if there is an afterlife.
i live how i want and i am damn proud of it.
there is no changing me or my demonic ways.
either leave me now or embrace my darkened side.
