I can wish for happiness. The kind where everything will be all right; where all the pain in the world is no more; where bliss is not a dream, but a reality. I can wish for happiness but I know it will never succeed. There is no conceivable possibility that it will come true so why waste it on something so unrealistic.
I can wish for death. The kind where I go to sleep and never wake up again; where I can enter darkness and everything is just nothingness; where my comfort lies. I can wish for death and I know it would come true. […]
