I envy the Dead
I envy the silence;
How I envy the way they escape this world.
This horrid life contains nothing but pain and insanity.
What more monstrous things will I encounter while I live?
Lifespan, too long;
The darkness of death, too short.
Will I remember,
will I feel?
Will I be able to take advantage of the situation so that I'll be in control?.
Knowing that I am nothing will it help me relieve this pain
or will it carry on?
Choking on the air that gives me life,
I live for death
as the dead Wish For Life!