my soul has been buried alive crushed by the pressure of everyday life love was never there no one ever cared no foundation of life to be built on just emptiness i never had anything never a love nothing but these drugs n guns money never bought me anything except these bullets so i could contemplate death reminesce on my last breath because in death at least things are peaceful your soul is at rest no more torture no more burdens of life so should i sign this note on suicide or should i live and just ride to another day