My Story.

My Story

Is it worth it? Knowing that the border is just one step away. As they say, the grass is always greener in the other side. Is it worth it, to live but be dead on the inside? Or to take that first step into eternity. For years now I've wondered this. I am now just barely pushing the barrier. But I can't, that would be selfish. Or so I've been told. I'm just a burden. Another mouth to feed and body to cloth. I bring nothing to this world, only take. It's time I give myself.

I try to cut, but the blade is too dull. I'm back to square one. I look for something sharp enough to just go under and relieve the pain. And I find it. A swiss army knife. The rest dosen't matter.