So I write

my future daughters doesn't exist...

Don't kill myself
Seems simple in the "bigger picture"
But right now in the rather small frame seems so hard
Don't kill my mothers daughter
Seems even simpler
But somehow right now seems impossible
Don't kill my best friends friend
Seems as simple as it gets
But somewhere in my twisted mind seems completely doable
Don't harm my grandparent's little one
Seems like the worst thing to do ever
But somehow in this soft fluff bed seems like the only choice
Don't take away my sister's only hope
Seems like the one thing I wouldn't do
But in this moment seems like something that was always meant to happen
Don't step out of this world with nothing but cuts and guilt
Seems like the right thing to say to me
But in this synapse of an era seems like the last words I want to hear