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Only unwanted time remains — A poetic suicide note
I wrote this in 2010 — Obviously, I never went through with it
I am freeing myself from a life that is killing me. I never managed to live, to feel love. See the world. Have my say. Experience and experiment with all the pleasures the world offers. These are my last words
The unbreakable calamity has smashed the bottle. There is no piece of me that can fit into place. In this world that is designed for what is provided.
I never expected an unlimited supply of contentment. I never expected an unbearable amount of malcontent.
I could never enter a sublime state of mind. I struggled to improve my intolerable black sleep quality.
As lost vulnerability found me profoundly alone. I am the only one who knows the undisguised me. I despise the suicide that I am unable to regret. When I am gone, I hope it is understood that I never wished to leave. Overburdened with anguish and unwanted time remains stagnant. Everything I never had, has been taken away.
To the friends that never met me. You are unable to forget me. To the friends that knew me. You will never remember me.
I am not apologetic. Bye.
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