Schizophrenic Suicide

They made me do it. The voices. Inside my head. They wanted me to kill the demons that live inside me, feed on my nightmares, butcher my arms, trying to find ways of escapade. 
So I rammed a knife, 6 inches deep into my skull. No more voices, no more demons, no more waking up to beads of sweat lined on my forehead. Finally some peace. Blissful peace
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Red Handed said...

:O.....This is all I got for your post.
But yes schizophrenia....such a terrible life!!

October 2, 2013 at 11:14 AM
Jack said...

Urooj,

This is to wish you all EID MUBARAK.

Take care


PS : Wish I could send an e-card!

October 16, 2013 at 1:04 PM

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