Death Is Essential.
I say this not out of spite or hate
Not out of love or rage
But death is essential.
If there's anything I thank the heavenly beings for, is that we can opt out of life
They say life is a blessing but to me, there's no greater power than having the option to die
To simply stop existing, to simply take away the pain for good.
D.I.E
And they say "no, life is worth living", worth what exactly?
The bills? The politics? The war? The hate? The racism? Terrorism? Religion?
Tell me how much life is truly worth.
D.I.E
All the work, all the joy, all the love, all the pain, all the shame, everything just to end up 6 feet deep in the dirt
Rotten, stinking, forgotten, grieving
So what's life truly worth?
They tell you you're important, that you matter, just to keep you working, just to keep you in the cycle
You work, you love, you reproduce, you keep working, you're in debt, you're in **** then you die, leaving your offspring to continue the cycle, the madness, all alone and the cycle repeats.
D.I.E
Love won't keep alive forever neither will hate neither will money, we shall all see the pearly gates
D.I.E
We will all die at the end, so why am I the bad guy for opting out early?
For taking the "easy way out"
D.I.E.
Death is a blessing
Death is a curse
Death is a burden
Death is joy
Death is freedom
Death is redemption
Death Is Essential.
When my mind began to cloud,
i began thinking out loud.
May 6, 2025
May 6, 2025 at 2:31 PM UTC
Death Is Essential.
I say this not out of spite or hate
Not out of love or rage
But death is essential.
If there's anything I thank the heavenly beings for, is that we can opt out of life
They say life is a blessing but to me, there's no greater power than having the option to die
To simply stop existing, to simply take away the pain for good.
D.I.E
And they say "no, life is worth living", worth what exactly?
The bills? The politics? The war? The hate? The racism? Terrorism? Religion?
Tell me how much life is truly worth.
D.I.E
All the work, all the joy, all the love, all the pain, all the shame, everything just to end up 6 feet deep in the dirt
Rotten, stinking, forgotten, grieving
So what's life truly worth?
They tell you you're important, that you matter, just to keep you working, just to keep you in the cycle
You work, you love, you reproduce, you keep working, you're in debt, you're in **** then you die, leaving your offspring to continue the cycle, the madness, all alone and the cycle repeats.
D.I.E
Love won't keep alive forever neither will hate neither will money, we shall all see the pearly gates
D.I.E
We will all die at the end, so why am I the bad guy for opting out early?
For taking the "easy way out"
D.I.E.
Death is a blessing
Death is a curse
Death is a burden
Death is joy
Death is freedom
Death is redemption
Death Is Essential.
When my mind began to cloud,
i began thinking out loud.
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