They say that everything has an end and I guess that my life came to this end I tried everything to be happy again but it seems like nothing is working I went to a psysologist and I moved to another city maybe I’ll move on but it seems like the pain and the remorse are following me where ever I go and for those who are asking what is wrong with me I say I shut a man down here I am I confessed it but I can’t confess this to the police I don’t want to go to jail again I don’t want to come back there it’s LONELY SCARY I don’t want to go there.
Right now I’m looking at this gun on my bedside table …So I guess this is it this is the end I mean no one would miss me aanyway so adioooooooo