What should i do?
my life is torn in two...

In the darkness,
Of the night...

Tiny light,
Illuminating darkness...

Naked trees against the red sky,
Snow glistening upon the floor...

Spinning,
swirling...

Like a white-hot point it hits me,
It burns as it breaks my skin...

This blade,
My fickle friend...

Protector of ancient knowledge,
hidden within the earth...

A delicate candle,
Burning in the breeze...

Hiding from society,
Ashamed of what I do...

I keep writing sad things,
So I'm writing this to show...

I've done it once more,
Embraced the end, no more life I want...