ended my dying day
every breath i take is like drinking a glass of poison by my own will. every second that passes by, reminds me of the coming day. my future had been fixed since the day i wa born. every day that passes by are reminders to me. every hour that passes by are signs to me. every minute, every second that passes by are voices to me telling me i am one step closer to death.
it doesn't matter what i do, the thought of dissapearing from life is worse than death itself. what i had done will me nothing to this world. every moment i had cherish will die with me, along with the joy i had felt. nothingness is where i am heading. a dark abyss of emptiness awaits my soul.
what will become of this world when i am gone? will the memories of me be celebrated by people who was known to me? will i be forgotten, or lost within a year of grieving? who am i to care? i'll be nothing more but a rotting corpes confined in a worthless box, buried deep within the ground
i felt myself fading from tearing eyes, away to an endless time. death stood before me, staring straight into my eyes. in blood i cried wanting to let go of my dying pain instead of loosing my beloved soul as it fled from my body and my thoughts died painlessly, disappearing before me.
it doesn't matter what i do, the thought of dissapearing from life is worse than death itself. what i had done will me nothing to this world. every moment i had cherish will die with me, along with the joy i had felt. nothingness is where i am heading. a dark abyss of emptiness awaits my soul.
what will become of this world when i am gone? will the memories of me be celebrated by people who was known to me? will i be forgotten, or lost within a year of grieving? who am i to care? i'll be nothing more but a rotting corpes confined in a worthless box, buried deep within the ground
i felt myself fading from tearing eyes, away to an endless time. death stood before me, staring straight into my eyes. in blood i cried wanting to let go of my dying pain instead of loosing my beloved soul as it fled from my body and my thoughts died painlessly, disappearing before me.
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I wonder what makes you so angry at anything and anyone. i wonder why you think the whole world is against you. i wonder what makes you tick, what makes you happy, what makes you cry, what makes you smile. u speak of so much, so deep, and so personal... i'm moved. but i wonder if you even want to live, or if u really want to die.
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