Wouldn't it be easier for everyone if I was just never been born to begin with?
Failing that... I just can't carry on this charade any longer. Do your worst and I will not resist. Not this time. I am just too tired.
It is not a question of doing one's best. It has no effect. But there are things which cannot be erased. There are just some hurt that remains no matter how hard you try to kid yourself. And you do try your damnest.
How do I explain that all the energy within me has sapped away. That I no longer want to see the sun. Or how there is only emptiness. Yet it continues this Life. Unforgivingly and almost sneeringly. Sleep awhile I was told. But if only when I close my eyes my mind would also rest.
Forgive me. There is no will in me to battle this out.
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