• i sit in my dark room in the right hand corner of my room. I sit holding my knees and with a gun in the left hand and a knife in the other. i ask myself do i really want this life or just be another forgotten person. Drops the knife puts the barrel of the gun to his hand and asks himself what is real pain? i suffer from a broken heart and a lost soul. this is my biggest decision life or death. Maybe one day ill know the answer but to day is not the day to decide. hides his face and cries into his knees as he drops the gun.