The end is coming- that's plain to see.
Its all come crashing down. I had a home, and I tore down those walls.. I had a family, and I burned the glue that held us as one to ashes!
I've caused too much sorrow versus the joys I've given... I've driven friends away- and for what?
I can't finish this work- even my prose is suffering because of my selfish actions.
But I'll get what I deserve, soon.. I wish I could stop it, but... I'm in too deep.
Life is a party.
You are not invited.
