Repression
Suddenly a sense of fear builds up inside you. You realize what you've done. You can't take what you've done back and worse you're not going to get away with it.
You begin to run. You don't know where to go though, so you head back home. You hear sirens. They're closing in.
Its too much for you, you're afraid. You feel the fear, until you realize, you don't have to be afraid. At least not of death! Death is peace. Its unfeeling peace. You want that feeling again.
You sit down on the sofa and blow your brains out, just as the cops bust the door down. But they can't do anything to you now though because
You feel nothing...
You begin to run. You don't know where to go though, so you head back home. You hear sirens. They're closing in.
Its too much for you, you're afraid. You feel the fear, until you realize, you don't have to be afraid. At least not of death! Death is peace. Its unfeeling peace. You want that feeling again.
You sit down on the sofa and blow your brains out, just as the cops bust the door down. But they can't do anything to you now though because
You feel nothing...
