The Thoughts Fill my head They just won't Leave me alone. Death won't ease the pain. How Long It just passes it on to Must I Suffer? I |_ some Don't know if I one Can do this any else. Longer. When Loneliness is All Not easy. You Die Want Die Is death Die That's all Times are tough, but this too shall pass. You see...
The poem may not make sense, but neither does my thoughts. A picture is worth a thousand words...