Sick Little Games || Janxx

Am I alive or am I dead? My greatest regrets repeating in my head. Feeling so empty and cold, like a puddle of my own blood in the silhouette of a mold. Wondering if I'll ever be missed, trapped in my own darkness. Lost to the lucidity of my mind. The depression, a war in time. Counting down the days left of my life line. Lost in all these silly rhymes. Trying to breath, but no longer living. Lost all hope, lost all meaning. Confused at what's real, saying grace at my last meal. Counting down the seconds to death. Watching from Hell as they put me to rest. Cause we're all just suicidal kids telling other suicidal kids that suicide isn't the answer.

Welcome to the Sick Little Games.