i am alive.
but, i am dead,
oblivious to the world around me.
apathetic, unfeeling, not caring anymore.
if i die today,
i’d be very happy.
because then, i know i’d be free.
i no longer have to deal with all the crap
that permeates this insane life.
if i die tomorrow,
i’d be sad, but ecstatic still.
because at least, i had one day of darkness.
another day to show everyone how i hate
to be alive, how i loathe my very existence
and how i wish to be rid of all semblance
of that word they call hope, that craziness
they call love.