So many thoughts are encompassed in my brain, swirling around and around, faster and faster and faster like a tornado that's going to destroy everything in its path; destruction at its finest.
There no place like home, say the voices in my head. GET OUT. I can't take this internecine anymore. I have to end this. I have to end this. I don't wanna be alive. I have to end this. I dONT WANT TO BE ALIVE.