People Don't Want To Accept

We Did What Our People Do All The Time, We Told Ourselves Something We Did Was Right And We Found A Way To Justify It, Even Though We Knew It Was Wrong.

This Moment And This Chance, They Are The Same, And They Are Mine If I Choose Them,and I Do. I Want Them. Now And As Long As I Can Have Them They Are Both Precious And Fleeting And Gone In The Blink Of An Eye, Don't Waste Them. A Moment And An Opportunity And A Life, All In The Unseen Tick Of A Clock Holding Me Nowhere. My Heart Is Beating. The Walls Are Pale And Quiet. I Am Surviving.

I'm Pretty Good At Compartmentalizing Things And Not Allowing Things Outside Of Myself To Distract Me Or Bother Me Or Affect Me In Any Way.

I Often Think Of Death. True. Suicide Is A Reasonable Option. True. My Sins Are Unpardonable. I Stare At The Question. My Sins Are Unpardonable. I Stare At The Question. My Sins Are Unpardonable. I Leave It Blank.

In My Mind My Obituary Is Done.it Is Done And It Is Right. It Tells The Truth And As Awful As It Can Be, The Truth Is What Matters. It Is What I Should Be Remembered By, If I'm Remembered At All. Remember The Truth. That Is All That Matters