A: Kill B: Yourself {Prisoner Of The Mind} -The continuation

I feel sick, I wanna puke but I hate to puke so I hold on... My life is still sucky though I feel happy.... I always have this vast desire when I feel the knife carve out the pain in my (lifeless) body. What can I do now? I can post some of my lyrics  ; )

Kalde netter, søvnløshet og rastløshet

tung tenking og ubehag

Meningsløst og dødsdømt.

En ubehaglig stillhet 

små risping og tunge sukk

Endeløst

I slit my wrists, my times
I have screamed and struggled.
The blood has been spilled, My veins is drained.
All I do is wish for death.

I've gotta say, what I've gotta say.
Time fades, tell me the reality is better than the dream.
I can't take this anymore.

I live with so much hope which drain, oh why can't it stop?
There is nothing good.All I`ve got is... Nothing. All I see is red and black, All I see is red blood stains.
The dripping, the ceparation
Skin from flesh, flesh from bone.

The tree of veins is torn, the branches is cut over
It goes so fast, like a hot knife through butter
But this is cold steel


I think I've finished the first but at the same time it feel unfinished. Those few who really know me understand the first one

Life was like this

and then