It was fun, the couple of hours of strength, but now they are over and my hands are stained with blood and I wish so much it was mine, that I would be drained completely from it and that I was no more...
Fuck all of you. Fuck all the voices in my head. Fuck doubt and shame. Fuck it all…
I'm out of breath screaming for an answer, screaming for help, begging for attention and a love that I am forbidden to receive, love from anyone and anything. The faces in this crowd become more and more distant, I'm surrounded by strangers, they choke me, they beat me, but they don't fucking kill me…
You fucking bastards, I hope you're having a b