Sinking feelings accompany me now, a light shines afar beckoning.
A weapon clings to my hand, that shall bring upon the pain I believe I deserve.
A flash of reason and discarded is my foe.
I clutch myself and weep a sea of sorrow.

Slice your wrist you incompetent ****!!!

No, I shall not for this is not me, for a smile is branded upon this mask and is who I want to be.

But you are much too small to surpass my might!!!

Maybe, but friends are purer than thee and hold me upright.

Help I shall seek as your darkness cloaks the truth. Alone I am not for surrounded am I, this pill doth cleanse my mind and balance is ****** upon impurity. No longer do I fight alone as this battle is best fought with an army, my wrist remains clean but where are you now? You are alone in place of me, no longer shall you spit heresy on my values as I am my own person and you are not me.