Yeah, I know that there is no point to write this. By the time you read it, this, I'm dead.
The voices, they... they tell me to… to do stuff… bad stuff. I don't think I can take it much longer. The pain. The sorrow. The suffering. I can't stand it! It's slowly killing me. They call for me. They want me, no one that's alive wants me though... Lilith has gone crazy, she knows this, but in her moments of insanity, she finds wisdom. She recalls her earliest memories. Problem is, they not only terrify her, but she is having trouble recalling them, things are getting twisted, so she writes. But writing the memory's don't change the mistakes she makes while recalling them.