I can’t wait to die
To see myself, disrobed
To understand the life I lived
Was emptiness embodied
I can’t wait to see
The life I lived was free
It closed itself up
Broken, left to be
This was it, only this
It’s empty
Can’t you see
Stop looking, child
I’m done
God fuck, stop staring
I can’t stop caring
Your eyes are
unbarring
Let’s act the part…
Come on, kill yourself
It’s the trend. Fucking cut, dude, its cool.
Be depressed, sad. Fucking die already. You can’t know what life is.
Just end it because we show you it is life.
You’re dead, accept it.
Die.
We love you, bastard;
a poem close to the raw soul. honest and powerful
It’s actually an ironic take on kill yourself culture. Lol