Spite

If I ever do attempt suicide, I’d like to see God stop me. Knowing my luck, He would stand by and watch. Just out of spite.

Graveyard Night

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Lost in Dreams

The other night I had a dream where I was in a house complete with a maze of endless halls. And even though I ran through the house, trying desperately to find my way out, I could hear myself say, “it’s not enough! No matter what I do, it’s never enough!”

Graveyard Night