The thoughts in my head, run rampant like wild dogs battling for a scrap of meat. They don't have order or honor,.
They have driven me to my limit
The pain it causes is only equal to my spinal damage.
Living with this pain even as long as I have is enough to drive anyone to suicide. It'd always a thought that just won't leave. Step infront of thr bus and it's over dave. Thats it all you need to find the end.













