I will write his name with this piece of glass through my hand
Blood will flow so freely ... rich with his love
And proudly I will say ...
"I killed myself for the sake of love"

--from one of my poems

Death is the only way to escape life.

Why am I still here if life is useless?

If life is pointless we will know that when we're dead, except if being dead is nothing, than we'll never know.

We live to die, that's all what life is about.

If life is an illusion, than death would be an illusion inside an other illusion, or death would be the beginning of the 'real' life.

I Cut My Self Once..
To See How It Feels...
Ever Since Then...
I Never Let The Wound Heal.

Death is just another door that we open, just another path that we travel, another choice that we make, another consequence we take.

All that dont respect death will find themself consumed by it.

~What did i do, to push you away, and make your fragile life slip away~