Suicide Countdown

October 22, 2000.

It’s been five days and I still haven’t slept, contemplating the end. You know it seems funny sometimes how frames of mind pass through the time, It seems funny sometimes how frames of time don’t escape your mind, true self forever chased, by the fear of self that has never been faced, October 22, 2000. It’s been five days and I still haven’t slept, contemplating the end

October 22, 2000.

It’s been five years and I still haven’t slept, contemplating the end. You know it seems funny sometimes how frames of mind pass through the time, It seems funny sometimes how frames of time don’t escape your mind, true self forever chased, by the fear of self that has never been faced, October 22, 2000. It’s been five years and I still haven’t slept, contemplating the end, I just want it to end, I just want it to end, I’m gonna make it end, I’m gonna make it end.