Laying in the fridgid snow belonging to the clouds. Looking for a way out. Not to have courage , not to have faith. But to lay in the snow like a coward. Sense no strength for i am almost gone. Death is the key. Not to live but to decieve. Nothing left to care for. But just to melt away along with the snow back into the clouds of heaven. Or to grind through the powder soil leading to the gates of hell. For choice is only an option for the strong minded. Not intended for the weak. But as not to live. Is just to melt away with the snow , Fading away year after year .
Reason for writing:
Well 2 yrs ago my mom attempted suicide And Right now im @ the age of 12 and the beginning of last year i started to begin all these massive thoughts and began writing them on a piece of paper and end up wit shit like this.
Birth sign: Taurus
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