I'm here in my room again, with my thoughts and my demons and the monsters inside of me.
They are driving me insane, they sometimes tell me to kill myself, and kill people other times..It gets me crazy. I'm getting mad.
And now.. right now.. the are telling me kill myself or hurt myself again.
I can't take it anymore.. I'm living in a hell, a hell that I can't runaway from.
I guess, réal hell would have mercy on me more than this world.
But in the end, I still believe that one day i'll be fine..
