It comes back again. I was doing so well. Why does it have to come back? Can't scream. Can't cry. Can't tapk. Can't breathe. I think I can control not to do it again. But I can't control not to think about it. It's burning inside. It's ok, I guess. There's no pain after all. Too many people. It's suck. These thought are suck. My body is suck. I'm suck.

I can't die. I'm afraid of getting hurt.
I can't die. I'm afraid of the hell I will suffer.
I can't die. My parents will be tortured.
I can't die. It's too easy to do.
I wanna sleep. But I can't
Dang it, I just need to know one thing. One thing that I can. But I can't.
It'll be okay. Right?
Can't lose faith. Can't lose faith. Can't lose faith. Can't lose faith. Can't lose faith. Can't lose faith.

Oh please I just want a good cry. Tears won't come out.

Can't lose faith. Can't lose faith. Can't lose faith. Can't lose faith. Can't lose faith.
Please.