I Think About Death

Today has been must've been the grim reaper's, bring your son to work day. My entire day was consumed by death. I have been itching for death. I have been itching to kill myself. My resolve, my self preservation is slipping. I'm slipping further, and further into a madness. I'm sure this happens to everyone from time to time so my own experiences are insignificant, which only makes me want to add to the pathetic wall of death.