I find comfort in the thought of death, Sometimes I pray for my last breath. I can't keep lying to everyone SAYING IM OKAY! Because the thing about lying is when you're alone, there's no one left to lie to aside from yourself. The thought of tying my own noose around my neck to lift me into a better place; a place where I can't be sad, can't be hurt, can't feel this pain that shatters me! How is that fair to her?! How is that fair to the ones who actually give a ****?! Pardon my French I'm running. Running with no way to finish or even sort of place. Yet I need to place, not for any kind of award but a place to lay my head because when I'm asleep I'm at peace. In my dreams I can't be sad, can't be hurt, and can't feel this pain. When I'm asleep I'm not shattered. When I'm asleep I'm at peace, there with you. In my dreams we are happy... together.