All I wish is to not bother. To sleep and never wake.
Oh how I despise existence.
How I envy those blissfully ignorant are so easily cowed by hollow faith.
I loathe this cage of flesh, this addled mind, this empty vessel.
How I scorn my own humanity.
To be driven by these base desires the worst of witch the quest for love.
I would reach into my own chest to tear out my blighted heart if it would release me from this pain.
Death whispers to me softly but it's promises ring hollow in my thoughts.
What I fear most is to begin again.
