Death is a thought that every once in a while draws me closer and closer. The loneliness on nights where sleep can’t come any faster and I hear that monster talking me into death. No one will miss this pathetic little man. No one loves me, no one acknowledges me, I tend to be ignored by most. I guess I should take my life but what stops me is that life is not mine to take even my own. And so I guess I will suffer until the day comes maybe I deserve pain, some of us do. If I fail maybe tomorrow I may give in to that monsterous voice
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I don’t think you deserve pain. The best people go unnoticed; the world can’t afford to lose another of those.
Deciding to stay is a good choice… Maybe it’s a good idea to figure out what you like to do and pursue it. Sometimes life is painful… No doubt. But it doesn’t have to be painful all the time.
There’s no such thing as a “pathetic little” man or woman. Not after millions of years of evolution, and not after striking the improbable odds of being born – one unique, exact individual – from the countably infinite possible genetic combinations between our biological parents.
Did you know that biochemically all humans are 99.9% similar to any other humans? How could it be even plausible that 0.01% difference can make someone a “pathetic little” something? It’s nonsense. It’s just an ugly label, originating from some a crappy, flawed social agreement. Please don’t subscribe for it! It’s meaningless, stupid and has a sole purpose to be hurtful.
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Death is but a certainty – not means to an end. Certainty might look comforting, but certainty is empty, has no meaning or purpose, it’s a calm, void, dark cold sea. Uncertainty is life – not necessarily brimming with purpose or meaning, but.. random chance says if you throw enough stuff at it something simply WILL stick. So I say, best to keep busy, no?
You are not ignored here.