Life what is the point to it all we do is ruin everything we touch today we ruin someone else tomorrow the world drowns in hellfire but today I lay my soul to rest I allow it to completely leave my body the knife in my hand is my release but my mind is telling me to put it down but my heart is saying put it down but make sure it's through a major blood vessel that way I no longer ruin and or destroy the ones I love and care about unrequited love is the equivalent of  death so I might as well make it so