I Am Giving Up

Alright. I'll do it. I'll give in. A lifetime of constantly deconstructing myself and the reality around me has led to this. An end. And you know what? I expected this. I've toyed with the monsters in my head, talked to them, and even tried getting rid of them. Now I take pills for my psychosis. It's been about a week and oddly enough, it's only gotten worse. It is because they know I'm trying to remove them? You'd think they'd accept an end that's completely justified. But even now... They still try to burn me... And it's working. Whatever. This is all over. Maybe when I wake up tomorrow, I won't be me anymore. Hopefully I'll be something other than a monster. Right? Probably not. It's good anyways. I was designed to be forgotten. God didn't help me. The world denied my mind set as another insane human being. Maybe I am insane. Maybe I'm just someone else's dream. Here, at this point of self destruction, I'll face the end... One. Last. Time.