This will be my last try

This will be my last try to attempt to find love. Death is an option that lures me. I hear voices whispering “commit suicide”, I hear voices singing “I am God”, I hear from here through my ear a sound that I am bound to follow with sorrow. Death!, you will not find me on my bed. Animals with fur will be fed my body for my glory. The sword is to die not bored. Share to collaborate. Thank you.