No one and nothing can bring me back from tipping over the edge.

Everyday I fought a battle with every last ounce in me even though my whole body screamed  at me not to and to give in and surrender.

Someone has to win this war and I have a pretty good idea of who it is.

Fighting with every atom of my being just to do a simple thing as living.

We were all once happy children with big hearts but the devil came over to a selected few and stole our souls.

My happy ending is near and though it might be a sad and wasted life I lead I want to die in peace and happiness.

For the first time I am speaking for myself instead of through the misguided quotes of books and song lyrics.

That's a good ending.

To find your voice and then die.