A little trickle... a little drip... the stream runs down, and strikes the soul. The blow will not be light, for hatred is always heavy handed. Warring words call forth irreversable actions, often regretted later on. The world is not worth speaking in. Words cause sparks, sparks bring fists forth, and then, one way or another, somebody will fall. They will not rise back up. I'd rather be mute. It'd be a much more peaceful life. I declare this world... aimless, pointless, useless, worthless, and doomed. Goodbye, just another word, meaningless, overused... and so easily understood. Yet another warrior fell today, why do we keep going like this? Too many tears, too many lives stolen away. Mute yourself. Fight back with peace, for if you don't, it will never exist. Let it be known that I am just another foot soldier in this fight to stop the world from collapsing.

Go ahead and sit there. Bleak and empty. Soulless, helpless, and completely useless to the world. You cause too much strife to be welcomed here. Still, we cannot seem to be rid of you. So go on and sit there, frying your mind in that same useless manner. Ever empty. Unloved. Unwelcomed. You'd be better off dead. Don't drag me down with you. I'm not going to be that way. I'm a human being, not some black-hearted monster like you. So go ahead. Bake. Waste your life away. Just know this, I won't follow you.

No more. I always say I'm sick and tired, yet, for some god forsaken reason I still sit here and endure it. Well, not anymore. It's time I just end it. All the hate, the abuse, the yelling, the fights, everything. It all comes to a halt and the .50 goes off. This is not a message of subtlety, nor one for peace, 'tis a letter of leaving, for I refuse to return to the world of the living.

Defeated. Destroyed. Crushed. Ruined. Enveloped in that relentless feeling of uselessness to the world. I give in. I'm throwing in the towel, there's nothing left. No more can I take what's been thrown at me. I feel used up, so might as well just throw me out, like an old piece of machinery that has long served its purpose. I'm nothing more than a scrap anymore. I lose, time and time again. I can't seem to win anything, anymore. So I give in. I surrender. Just get me out of here. Take me away. I don't care where. It doesn't matter. As long as I can escape from the horrid torture of this mechanical routine of pain that we call life. Please just stop. The words, the fists, the dying... everything needs to stop. Bring it all to a halt, so we can walk away in the midst of all the pain. So we can drift on by as if it weren't happening at all. Why don't you follow me? Come along, I'll show you what the real world is like. But, be warned. You will not like what you see.

Just another loss. Brutality without reason brings forth another fallen angel. Fight, after fight, and still, the innocent die. Isn't that what we fight to prevent? Why does it keep happening? Why is it that the people who have a bright future never seem to get to live long enough to see it? Another brightly burning fire has been extinguished. Goodbye. Requiscat in pace, Serina. We'll all miss you.

A whole other world lies beyond view. Always hiding, lost behind those sweet eyes. Drag me in and toss me aside. Was I just a game? Press on, find more, for those eyes now belong to another. My heart fell to pieces, and you just walked away, so now you've been replaced, just like you replaced me. So goodbye, I'll see you in hell, when we meet once again, I'll tell you just how I feel. When the world falls apart, and chaos rings out across the lands, amid the fire and the rubble of our once distant lands, now pulled so close together, our hands clasped tight, that sweet blissful land will come into view, only showing with your sweet embrace. It lasts but a second, then it all comes apart, but for that little moment, everything was perfect. The world in perfect harmony, and the world is repaired. For a brief moment, that other world comes into view, with it comes happiness, bliss, ecstasy, and the end. At least you know what it's like, that lovely other world, hidden behind those beautiful eyes. Say goodbye to it, it's never coming back. I suppose a glimpse is all you need... Too late to go back, now, anyways. The Reaper has come.