It's done.

It took me a while but I find that the crap on my hands is finally enough and they look pretty cool. 

Heh, when I look at them at this moment, I find that hundreds of scars on them remind me every day that I have to keep fighting because with time everything will heal.

 The fact will be traces of all this, but these traces will remind me that I did not give up even though I really want to and the demons I fight every day will not give me peace.

So I have to fight on and believe that someday I will win this fight with someone by my side who will be next to me, despite his demons that he also has and we will fight together to win.

"So if you're feeling like dying

No tears left for crying

Alone at the edge of a cliff

If you're so sick of fighting

The monsters you're hiding

And wondering if you would be missed"

DaTa** out.