gecloud

Life seams to feel more like someone is pushing me towards my grave, and i'm starting to give up in the struggle every day. every morning when i wake up i feel the world shrink around me no one seams to care just want to help even with a little hello or anything just watch the depressed suffer. people seam to only care for themselves which i have stared to do myself. i quit asking for help knowing when i do it only takes more from me in the long run ,making one such as me wish the end would come sooner. the normal feeling of a day is like your sick but nothing can help your head throbs worse then any migraine and your body aces beyond anyone

i get time to rest, time to try and let my mind recover, though that time is mostly empty, and when i have unused time my mind likes to go back to where it was, i try to fill it, though there's always that horrable time every day, not to mention that every time i lay down to sleep my mind wonders off, while my body lays there staring at the roof, and when i do sleep i see nothing but some form of the after life that lord crosell has shown me meny times difrent layers, diferent areas, diferent leaders, sadly my mind keeps a detailed discription of them, and they reshow in all my dreams. when i ask how some of the dead got there tasks i use to

a few days ago i was told i have till the 15th to do the inpossable, a 2 week search for the one thing i looked for for about a year now though saddly i don't see it happening, that was my worrent for my death, i have simply given up and on the 15th  i beleave i'll end it, i have all i need to end it and i shall do so if the task goes incompleat. but becouse i have given up dosent mean i have quit trying, though i might as well have. every day i live with 2 pains, one is my entire leg, so it makes the task that much harder, if someone were to stomp my knee backwards then it's going to help the pain, or how i see it it should. and the second