Fck man.

I feel terrrible.

Voices... telling me too much...

Fuck everything man...

I don't wanna go to church anymore...

I swear... God's love doesn't mean sht to me...

So what... so what...

It doesn't change how I feel.

You hold me now? No suffering? No shame?

When. When...

It means nothing.

This doesn't mean anything...

I don't even know where to start... what to say...

"Just stop..."

"Yeah... the blood would look pretty..."

"You can take painkillers... lessen the pain... yaknow?"

"Leave me alone."