7211 words read As I Sit up in this room, contemplating suicide Should I Let this rope hang, should i let this trigger fly And blow my brains to the sky Cause, honestly, who'd really miss me if i died Probably just m... I am the morbid. The manic. The madness in the method. The masterpiece. The make-believe. The future and the present. The past. The slow fast. The student sleeping through class. The substance and the...