The impulsive things I do.
The unanswered questions I ask.
The random shit that goes though my head.

The feeling I have when I let the blade glide.
The feeling of ecstasy when I have sex.
The feeling of being alone when I have no one around.
The feeling of wanting to die and get it all over with.
The feeling things will never be the way I wish them to be.
The reality that I have canned myself and my future.
The reality that things don't always go the way you wish.
The reality of these sleepless nights.
The feeling of wanting to do anything to sleep
The feeling of wanting to leap off to sleep
The feeling of everything ending in shambles.

The feeling never goes away.
The feeling is here to stay.
The feeling will make me kill myself one day
The feeling...is a very very bad feeling.