suicide is 👿 work

I used to get in fights with bare people. Cause I used to hate my life when shit made me turn evil. Had no one to turn to but god. I begged him to stop the devil's work, because I was about to get hurt and it was by my own will. I can't believe I atchly wanted to kill and take my own life. I would've blamed it on the devil in the reflection of a kitchen knife. But Im alright cause god saved my ass for the hundredth time. He picked me up and put me back in the flow of ordinary life. Now my suicide can be a source for me to thrive. I more resilient and alive than dead. My mental head got fixed again. I thank God cause we cool and friends. I used to think he wasn't there cause he wouldn't answer back in my prares. He always cared. That's why life is cool now, and I'm so proud Inmyself for looking at the devil and turning around. Feeling like God cause I can Ignore the illuminaties eye without being killed. I can tell the devil himself that my blood will never be spilled over a fallen angle that couldn't deal with gods mighty presence so was sent to hell.