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Maybe you don�t realize it, but it hurts. The things some say, the things some do. Even the things I do to myself. I may not act it, but they hurt sometimes. They bring me to a void, where everything is nothing, and nothing is everything. I wish I could leave it all behind. Stay in the void forever. It would be numb. I would be numb. Cold. Colder. Freezing. Dark. I can�t see. So dark and cold it is being in a void. Maybe I�m not here. Maybe I am here. Maybe I�m dead, maybe not. Well, alive or dead, I know one thing I�ll be and a place I can always visit. I could live in my void forever floating into darkness, the cold. Remaining forever, mentally thoughtless. |
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