The air is thin.. its not enough to live on but enough to keep u alive... sleep seems to call to you but you know better than that...its just enough,... but to close your eyes now would be to give up on life...but it seems easy..no stressing about it like what clothes to wear to avoid being called a dork...Your eyes get heavier and you fall to your knees..breathings harder you need more oxygen...Death knocks again at your soul..Its easier to give in than to stand, than to fight,than to care, than to love... The weight of the world become so heavy, now more than ever,as to sleep it away seems like its a comfort...You know better than that don't you? Dont you? Stand to your feet open the door to this room and see whats beyond the call of death... these taught's are blurry now for you aren't they you're on hands and knees gasping for air... there's no option now you taought about it and wasted your time now death is all you have and your death is the cause of more pain than you had on your own...The door is open and endless possibilities await, life is a burden for you to appreciate the happiness you can grasp from it... Your struggle your pain..I wont let you bear it all alone take my hand,Take a stand,Take a chance,Take my love, and leave this place let me return to you life anew and share your pain,your struggle... Let me show you love in the truest of forms. I can save you... but first I must take my turn in this room as well...I too must make the decision between life and death. I enter the room and walk right out...Its easy for me don't you think? Yes it is because I know that behind that door you will be there.