Pain

THE PAIN I FEEL WHEN I SEE A PERSON HIGH. THE SMELL OF POT SMOKE ON THEM
MAKES ME WISH I COULD TAKE A TOKE FOR FIVE MINUTES LONG. I KNOW NOT OF WHAT
I'M SAYING, BUT IT'S KOOL ANYWAY. I NEED TO KILL NOT FOR ME BUT FOR HIM. THE
EVIL WITH IN CAN KILL ME THE PAIN IS WEIRD, BUT KOOL, IT BUNRS. WAITING TO
BRAKE ME, LIKE A TWIG. THE MIND IS PAINFUL. HE WANTS CONTROL, BLOOD, AND TO
KILL MORE. THERE IS HELP, BUT HE'S LOCKED IN THE PRISON IN HIS MIND, SLOWLY
DYING FROM LONELINESS. HE PUT HIMSELF THERE TO STOP THE PAIN FROM HURTING HIM.
I HAVE TO FIGHT, TO WIN, TO KILL AGAIN, THERE NEEDS TO BY A FLOOD OF ANIMAL
AND HUMAN BLOOD. SO I CAN HAVE FUN. THE EVIL, THE EVIL IS GOING TO KILL ME. I
NEED HELP, MY LIFE IS TRASH. HE'S GETTING CLOSE TO BREAKING THOUGH MY MIND.
PAIN, PAIN, PAIN, IT'S DRIVING ME INSANE. IF HE GETS CONTROL I'M DEAD, SO I
WON'T BE RESPONSIBLE FOR HIS ACTIONS. I CAN SEE ONE WAY OUT.

OW THAT HURT, BUT FELT GOOD TOO. I KNOW, I HAVE TO
DIE TO LIVE, LIVE TO DIE, DON'T ASK WHY? TO SLEEP IS HUMAN TOO BAD I'M NOT.
I'M AN ANIMAL FILLED WITH HATE, PAIN, AND FEAR. PAIN IS EASY TO TAKE, BUT
FEAR AND HATE ARE HARD TO CHANNEL POSITIVELY. I FIGHT NOT TO WIN, BUT TO
DIE!!!!!!!! 12 YEARS OF SMOKING POT UP IN SMOKE. I FEEL I'LL NEVER BE LOVED
AGAIN. THE PAIN NEEDS TO STOP, DEATH IS THE ONLY WAY OUT. I HAVE SEEN THE
LIGHT NOW I CAN DIE. THE BLOOD IS BUBBLING WITH HATE AND FEAR. THE INSANE
PART IS THAT THEY'RE (SPLIP PERSONALITIES) IN THE BODY I KALL HOME TO. THE
PAIN IS STRONG WAITING LIKE A DOG FOR IT'S MASTER. LOVE CAN HURT OR FEEL GOOD,
BUT IT HURTS ME MOST OF THE TIME. IT HURTS WHEN SHE MISUNDERSTANDS ME. WORDS
SUCK WHEN YOU CAN'Y SPELL. I NEED HIM DEAD.

AS I STAND ON HIS GRAVE I KNOW THE WAR
IS NOT OVER BUT, YET IS TAKING A BREAK FOR A LIL WHILE? HIS DEATH WAS A
SURPRISE TO ME. IWON FOR NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!???!!