I ain't about that life.
Not about grabbing the Knife.
Do I really want to die ?
No.
I can't take a life, not even mine.
God put me here for a reason.
Hope shines at me like a beacon.
Telling me its not the end.
Reminding me that I have friends.
Thinking of the little things.
How they can be so fulfilling.
Wondering how long can this last.
Can't keep holding on to the past.
My past holds a lot of pain.
Most of it is just insane.
All these memories in my brain.
Knowing that things can't ever be the same.
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