I Want To Diee
The end is near. I can feel it as if were a part of me. I am excited for it. In all associations with death, peace is the most common. It makes me happy. Though I have no idea where I must go, I will still be at a never ending peace, even if such a peace involves no thoughts whatsoever. If anything I think too much.
The day I was brought into this miserable world is far more frightening to me than the day I will be leaving it.
Or perhaps I am the problem. Perhaps I am the unfavorable species, unfit for survival. Nevertheless, the only light I can see is in my own demise. In 16 years, I must have worked hard enough to be deemed worthy of an end.
The day I was brought into this miserable world is far more frightening to me than the day I will be leaving it.
Or perhaps I am the problem. Perhaps I am the unfavorable species, unfit for survival. Nevertheless, the only light I can see is in my own demise. In 16 years, I must have worked hard enough to be deemed worthy of an end.