Have you ever felt the feeling that your mind is so clear?
So clear that your heart is taking over.
Your hypothalamus is doing its job, controlling everything, leaving the whole part of your brain.
Death, that's the only certain thing in the world of mortals.
Nothing more, nothing less.
I hate death.
Suicidal deaths.
I hate it that much that I prevent it from coming.
I hate it that much until the time came when I understood everything.
Suicide, what's so good about it?
Running away from your problems?
I mean, suicide isn't going to solve anything.
It's just another problem.
I pity those dumb persons who thought suicide would end the pain they've feeling.
They are so selfish.
They left the living with pain, loneliness, and longing ness.
I never really understood the point of strangling yourself to death nor piercing a blade on your heart.
I've been preventing suicide since forever, and guess what?
I always win.
Always, but a dilemma came.
I am everything, but not a suicidal type of gal.
Nope, not until today.
I always win in terms of preventing deaths by suicide cases,
But then one case disturbed me.
I, myself, became a suicidal case that needs to be prevented.
And I don't know if I can win this time.
Would you save me?
