Sitting here in this chair, darkness seems all I have, as I question " what is life?"
What is the purpose of my life? Why was I brought to this world?
Those questions running over and over again in my head. Watching the news, going down the street
all you see is the human race struggling; hunger, sadness, sorrow, fears, anger, diseases, death
while some humans are living luxuries lifestyles, others are in poverty or homeless.
I cannot wondered but to asked what is life?
What is the purpose of day to day activities; death, sins, paying bills, all in my eyes are
vanity, the human souls, the human life is nothing but a deep void; deep vanity. Deep inside
I pleads for death; while inside I bleed of the darkness blood of hates.
Suicide within me; I am crying silently inside, hello can anyone hear me, G-D I refused to be
here; this is not my wills to be here in this sad evils cruel world.
Suicide within me; all I pray day after day please let me died.
Suicide within me; the human race is nothing but a joke.
Suicide within me; I no longer want to be here. Please take me out of here.
life is better not here