Someday I will get rid of my bad feelings and my bad thoughts. I will get rid of the **** I get in my mind,after all, I will understand that it does not matter if your rotten soul could not find  rest. I will use the knife. I will destroy this piece of garbage named body.  Someday I will find the peace I have been looking for and I am going to figure out why I came to this world, although, it is clear that every body comes here to die at the end. I will get ride of all the things I keep thinking continuously and drives me crazy. Someday I will get away from this hell, I will meet with my demons and I will **** them; It will be the end of all the sadness, it will be the end of this ******* routine, it's no going to be  a tunnel replete of monotony, not anymore. Someday I will not have a life that stinks, is not going to be around me anything which causes disturbs on me. I will not hate myself, because at that moment, there will be no trace of me on the face of this cemetery, filled of viscera and bones alive.