Living is a lot of trouble . You get all these problems...you deal with these impossible people. And the worst them...those demons. "demons don't live under you bed, They live inside your head..." Born from within me.from my own thoughts and darkest fears...like dementors....they cocoon me and torture my very soul. we all have them . They get pregnant on all the bullshit we go through and give birth to those....those sucidal thoughts. They haunt our dreams They steal our dreams They poison us within They don't leave Throughout our time we battle them we come out scarred.we isolate ourselves from normal.non sucidal people . These demons are invisible to them. Anyways in talking bullshit. My point is..... All lives ..in the end are rewarded with death . Apparently its the peace we work all our lives for. I just hope death is beautiful. I hope its worth dying for.