Thursday, October 22, 2009

I just cannot imagine going back to my life. Everyone seems so fuckin' intent on keeping me alive and adequately un-dangerous to myself. I am constantly bombarded by thoughts of myself dead. A young corpse. Finally pulling the trigger and putting myself out of my misery. When finally I can't hurt anyone anymore. The Merry Go Round finally winds down. Silent and still. The camera pans out, roll credits, play some sappy music. Everyone goes on with their lives. I know it will cause a lot of sorrow but it's just one last time. It's my life.