386th Post

Within my heart.

I carry a burden.

A shame.

A pain. 

Mixed with a sprinkle of despair, frustration, helplessness.

And darkness.

And now, I shall roll the dice.

One last time.

For it shall determine.

How I will leave:

The Rope.

The Bullet.

The Blade.

Insanity

Which one shall it be?