As i sit here, i tend to ponder about life and death. Death is a peaceful escape from a crappy reality known as life.I think about how easy it would to leave everyone behind, and end my suffering on this crappy planet. As the thoughts of death engulf my head like a wild fire engulfing a sea of trees, i can’t help but to feel numb and a little satisfied knowing my suffering would end so quick. I wondering if this pain will ever end. I keep hearing the usual it’ll be ok, you’ll be fine, or my favorite you’re just being over dramatic. When in reality i should understand that no one will ever understand me, no one will ever understand the darkness i’m dealing with. So why bother right?