And The Hero Will Drown

This existance cannot go on. Either me or nothing. Either I kill myself, or I kill it. I don't wanna go on living anymore with this thing. Every waking moment knowing that every step I take is another step away from the light. Knowing that I am too far away now, I don't know what else to do. Can't pray. There's no way I am worthy enough to be listened to. And you might try to convince me otherwise, but you are so wrong. You just don't understand what I've done.

I know I'm scared of death, but I must overcome it. I can no longer allow this corruption to continually threaten others. And I am just too sorry about my future...they will have to find someone stronger...I. I shame myself. I wet myself, I slit myself, I shoot myself I kill myself I kill myself I killed them. Their blood all over my hands, all over me. I've spat on the cross. I've spat in His face. Now there's no turning back.

No one is coming to get me.

I am alone.



Leave me alone. Never talk to me ever again.