We all had this happen to us .
And we wonder if its only us .
Its not .
The sense , and urge that creeps in your soul .
bloodcurdling, hair-raising, , horrifying, feeling that just makes you want to do it .
You know what im talking about . I dont even have to say it .
Its already in your mind isnt it ? Are you having guilty thoughts ?
I , I know i am . Everynight i go to sleep . It finds its way into my head like theres a back door .
But what if , You couldnt take it anymore ?
You could not live with yourself .
The thought that you even did it . or thought about it .
What now ?
Or maybe , You didnt do anything .
Maybe something happened to You .
You know what im talking about .
You're to embarresed to say it , Never less thinking about it .
You're discugsted arnt you ?
You're thinking . Why me ? what could i possibilty have done ? why ?
Maybe . Just maybe . You got called something , That teared you apart . From the populars ? Your parents ? a stranger . It still hurts doesnt it ? How could they ? They dont know what you're going through . One word can lead into mutiple scars. Inside and out . Youre fat . Youre ugly . Youre gay . Youre an idoit . You dont belong here. Where is this Here. What are you suppose to do ? What can you do ? How do you escape all this ?
The only way out , ?
Starts with a knife .
But it's okay . Everything comes to an end . Sooner or later.
