When I stand in front of the mirror my heart shatters. You can see the pain in my eyes, the amount of weight I have lost. My downward spiral leading the the very moment we’re all awaiting for. My spot in line is coming soon, as I get closer I can hear death calling my name. As far as my mind goes, here it came. the journey down that road well I am reaching the end. So now cut out my eyes and feed with lies so that I don’t ever have to see again. to the man in the mirror. i loved you. I’m sorry I wasn’t strong enough. to the adventure that will follows let me go freely from pain. I suffered long enough.