In this cold, darkness, I am loneliness. The silence, of the night gives, content to my, suicide. Only the attempt invades my head. My thoughts take me towards an inevitable end. In the deepest thing of me to be a desire to stop existing. I will go away with the rain that this unforgettable night it will be, I feel that the death opposite to has stopped, and of to little it drags me to a place that I do not know. A tear looks for you when there is nothing that to do, this time I do not feel your hand helping myself. I will go away and return Will Sleep up to disappearing, Will Sleep and never wake up. …Up to never, …Up to always.