Forget Me Not

Apprehension. Being afraid to do something, or not sure of how to complete the task. At first I was apprehensive of my bitter choice of suicide. Now the more I think the more I choose to love the idea, to embrace it, and to plot my own demise quickly, and quietly, lest anyone find out. Have you ever just hated everyone, and anyone with-in or with-out being able to physically be able to see them. That's how I feel all the time. It's how I became to know death as well. Death and I are going to be good friends soon enough so I don't mind telling you the story that will drag out until the end of my life.

This is the beginning of the end.

[ Warning! Suicidal attemps, talk of suicide, self harm, triggers. ]