I look back to the day I took my first breath out of my mothers womb
Did you know that no pleasure of the Earth can numb the pain of self hatred?
Ever since I was born, I looked at the world in such a beautiful way. Always so curious, and always so happy.
Now I just don't care. It's just about what gets me through the day.
What helps to soothe the blisters my thoughts leave in my soul.
I don't know why I'm here but I can't wait to die.
I can't wait to feel no pain and finally
be at peace. To feel my corpse rot within the Earth would be a typical day.
But dying can be different. Death can numb the heart, numb the brain, and death can make it all feel okay.
Death is so comforting; even just the thought. Of how you can leave all your problems and all your pain at just a handful of pills, a knot of a rope, a bullet of a gun, a shot from a needle, or the slit of the veins.
How quickly and calmly is how death can approach.
Many would call me insane or a coward but I call it life
NOBODY GETS OUT ALIVE
(People die everyday and nobody thinks of it.)
The only difference is, that people die at different times, in different ways,
And for different reasons.
Death is life