I have it run though my mind every day the ending of my life and the pain. If every man has it run throughout their head how many would chose to live. I am one of millions that would chose not to live after all what is life but stoping the argue to kill myself already And with everyday the letter opener is pulling ever closer to the note that is my life.Letting out all the secrets that I would hide, But to die is to bring a bigger weight on those you leave here to suffer Or go to the after life that has worse horrors waiting for you. I am not one to sulk or sit on a subject but no matter how far I got the argue with go with me.