be gone.

be gone with all the memories and feelings.

take away all the sensation and ideas that i have, take the sunshines and the moonlights, remove all the lazy morning and extirpate the comfort of your memory

i’m tired, i’m miserable and nothing will ever fix me. no amount of drugs, warm hugs, bathtubs full of soft-smelling chemicals. nothing.

the pain is forever to stay with me, chained to my steps. a sour reminder that misery is forever my companion. a cold pierce of my memories to never forget what misery is.

i want to be removed, forgotten and eradicated like a virus from this planet. i wish to stop existing, in a mix of hatred and rage and apathy towards life,

but also with pain and exhaustion in my soul.

i want to be gone. i want this to be over.