For I am alone in this world,
my life has succumbed to a ball of nothingness and my heart,
Well my cold black heart longs to no longer beat.
My mind sit and ponders over the though of the bitter sweet relief
that death shall bring.For I am alone in this world,
I have time to sit.
I have time to regret.
I have time to hate.
I have time to become the monster that I stand to be in this moment.
And I have time to wish away my future.For I am alone in this world.
~ Anonomous
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Endless time for thoughts to consume my whole being.