how can i be so afraid of dying when i can’t stop imaging my own death? is it that i don’t want to die at the expense of others or that i want it to be when i say so do i really want to die or am i just crazy
you left me behind i don’t blame you for leaving every day i wake up and think about joining you but i’ll keep living with the memories you gifted me with out you
i think about dying a lot but i would rather not stoop to your low i imagine getting into an accident but it isn’t an accident i want to drive off a cliff but i would rather not stoop to your low