Trigger Thoughts

Where the silver linin' at ??

The moment I lay down on my bed
My mind turns into a battlefield,
Trapped in delusions.
I'd rather want to perish but it doesn't happen.
If only ending this life was easy, only if it wouldn't accompany any bizzare history with it.
I would have been gone, long gone...
Nothing to worry bout, no more hatred and frustration,
No more pain or burden to carry and nothing at all to remember.
No one to remember me, just bliss...