Tired

apoligies and manogomy two things far from the same. Tired of the light, lies, and air that fills my lungs. Death and darkness is what I wish for. Tired of the stress and pain. Unhappiness, lonliness, hurt, pain, and betrayl must be other ways to spell my name. Done with life and trying to fullfil it, its just not in the cards for me. Untitled I am as well as alone even my best friend has walked out the door. Instead of above I belong under the floor. Silence, darkness, and coldness is what I wish for, so i take this gun and pull the trigger, goodbye