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.
Jun 25, 2018
Jun 25, 2018 at 1:25 PM UTC
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.