i jumped in a river and it seemed like i would be alright for a moment, but it was a river i had been to before and i believed a lie there that chokes me cold in the middle of the night to this day, you can hate a person for lying about the most important thing you ever believed in but what do you do with that empty space that was left behind??? filling it with booze and drugs doesn't work, a lot of sex hasn't filled it, traveling the world, embracing combat, giving life a chance...none of it has filled that space left behind....solitude keeps it lonley and sad, but that is what happens to me also...suicide seems so expected....i need to find the undiscovered beauty in life before i run out of world to search....i need kill your god instead of mine...i need to fuck your demons til they scream out for forgiveness....


