It’s something I need to know. I've spent my life asking why? but never receiving answers. Life is a bitter adventure. There's nothing real about it, but I enjoyed the fake feelings.
This won’t have a happy ending, but maybe this is what I want. My mouth won't let me say the words but it doesn't make me happy anymore. It seemed like the easiest way. To close one's eyes and go to sleep. *What is on the other side?
Maybe we won't like the answer. You know if I died, I wouldn't leave a trace.