The pain. The pain is like someone stabbing me over and over again. I can’t go on. I grab the sharp cold knife off the ground as I remind myself, “once I do this I will be free” finally I head the knife and plunge it through my chest and I feel relief. This sweet sensation of all my worry’s and cares in the world flow out of me like the red blood coming out of me. I can finally join the ones I lost long ago. Free, free from this pain and agony. Freedom, at last.