Another sunset.

Another day of wondering if life is worth living.

Another hour contemplating the end of me.

I find myself so conflicted,
Yet very much at peace.

Serene.

In moments like these death feels like a promise from a loved one.

A beautiful promise one would hold close to one’s heart.

It feels like “I miss you” that actually means something.

For once, I am no longer angry.

For once, I feel alive.

How ironic.

Not numb,

Not lonely,

Not suffering,
But at one with the universe.

Of course life is a blessing and it is beautiful,
But I think I’m just one of those people, who were simply not made for it.

I hope I’m not scaring you with my words,
That is not my intention.

Goodbye Darling,
Perhaps we will meet again in another world.