The Life was false, the beauty was ugly.
Nothing at all has left in this world. You are staying at the top of the madness.
One step is left, before you are dead. One more final heavy decision is lying in front of you.
The frightful face of death is only what you see. Your heart is slowly dying. Ghosts of horrible past are silent now. Your eyes are closed. You are dreaming about death, about sunrise, about sunset now. This life isn’t a smile.
… It is a scream… of pain …and madness.
There was only a final wish: To be alone… in this fucking depression.
So leave me alone in hell.
20.09.11.