No amount of time can heal my wounds that the world has caused me. My only choice is revenge against those who have done me wrong.
I'm in pain now and forever more there is no giving up this anger inside. My memories of that day fuel my hatred.
I will not let pain win. I will fight. I shall be the Victor in this sick game known as life.
I won't let their deaths be in vain. I will avenge them or on my last breath will be an apology for failing.
On my side neither is heaven nor hell, but the raging fury of a lion.
I shall not and will not give up, but fight till cuts and bruises fill my body, and all the fight has been beaten out of me.
I fight even though I have no chance at winning. I carry around a false hope that one day victory shall come.
I keep thinking the darkness shall fade. But then I remeber that light is no more.
I am trying so hard to keep my eyes open because I know that soon they shall shut forevermore.
I am running out of time the light is coming closer so with my final words all that I can say is I've failed I'm sorry.