Things change drastically when you fear the smallest thing can rip apart the security of words...
and turn those words into false hopes...
and those hopes into lies...
and those lies into pain...
and that pain...
is so strong that...
it can't be turned into anything...
so you rot from the inside of your heart outward...
and from that you grow weary and tired of pain and suffering...
and then you rise top the occasion, draw your blade, pull the trigger...
and watch the rolling heads...
and hear the laughter...
of one...
and then...
of the many...
and you are now the one who carrie your own future...
but at the cost of 1095 days...
you learn something you knew all along...