I feel the need to constantly think,
to constantly do something.
When I have nothing close enough to doing things
I feel empty.
I feel that my existence is just an illusion.
Sometimes I want to end everything
because it feels that there is nothing to live in life.
Fuck love, because our end goal is to die.
If you think there’s anything certain than death
then tell me.
Tell me, if there’s anything out there set for us
apart from the darkness waiting to engulf us.