06-14-04
Existence?..Why don't I Give a Shit?..
I wonder why my existence is so perfect with dark places...
And why my desires are so immortal with the night.
I also wonder why I no longer care...
And continue to fade away into a realm of no existence.
My nightmares are beginning to haunt me,
as the graveyard in my visions...mirror the pain of all my flawed desires.
I cringe in pain, as the agony in my tears continue to mirror the blood of my bitter spirit.
I think of what should become of my demise...
And what would be the perfect death.
I know suicide is not a remedy,
But I also know that despair is nothing more than infidelity and death.
-And why not accept death, when my despair is the equivalent of it.
It is inevitable.It all is.
-Misery, pain, sorrow...is all an inevitable part of life.
So why not embrace it and accept the fate of my tormented soul?
My existence is soon to be no more, as I am but a few steps away from the realm in which I've longed for.
Why is it that I can no longer give a shit what happens?Cuz I honestly don't fuckin care anymore...
Apparently my medication isn't really working that well.
-Angie