desolation, loneliness

One day if my this letter arrive to you, if you open it you will get blood on ur hand so i will be died probably. My paces in conflict. Or will be in forests free like a wild animals. I havent see this kind of loneliness entire life. You make me confused with this song and also you can talk of me. This loneliness is mine, dont make you nose on it. DOnt involve it.