Life, you ripped my chest open and put your hands into my heart. You grabbed all the colour that was left, and you pulled all of it out of me. In that respect, you are crueller than death.
Death merely does his job, and death ends this state of suffering you have caused.
Life, you seep out everything I had left in me. You took away everything I ever knew. Slowly, you enjoy the despair I seem to show through my worn out skin.
You amplify the my greatest nightmares and they come for me over and over again.
I’ll drag this dead weight, but I know there is no actual end. Swift sweet pain, death ends my misery and carries my weighted limbs back into the ground where I belong, where depth differs from that you gave, where depth is merely the depth of my bedded grave.
Sweet sweet death, come rescue me. Come save me from this fucking misery. Sweet swift pain, come destroy me. Come pull me to eternity.