I lay here waiting, succumbing the thoughts. You have no idea what is going through my mind but yet you think you know what is best for me. I need this right now to get onto the path of ending it. All you are doing is prolonging this pain. You have no fucking idea how much torture this is. I wish you could understand… but then again, wishing that people this weak willed, thick headed and ignorant is just completely wrong.
If everyone could just not worry about me it would be a whole lot better.. or at least let me find out on my own.