There is no one else to blame, I am guilty of a crime that I cannot even allow out in a whisper with the wind. I tried to stop the pain, I tried to shut out the voices inside my head but it all was a failure. I’m only longing to be free of this sick twisted part of me that slowly is driving me to my very own death. I cannot bare to wake up in the morning anymore. I can’t, I don’t know how to survive any longer. I need help, I‘m longing for some peace of mind.