...and I don't like it. Not at all.
Today, after weeks of endless heaven on earth, I felt hell again.
I felt hell approaching, fast.
Thoughts of hate. Self-hatred. Self-harm...
...suicide.
Yes - it passed through my head.
"But why?" may ponder the casual reader.
"I don't know," it would my answer, "I just don't know. Because there is no point in it. In life. At all. Or could it be just...Oh heavens above, hell below. Below. It's where we are - or rather, where I am."
Below.
Bellow! to the heavens above - what is all this? What does it mean, this despair, this...
...nothingness.
