Sunday 16 May 2010 photo 1/1
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Sunday 16 May 2010 photo 1/1
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The road of which my despair flows is something I have to follow on my own. Neither man nor woman should ever have to follow the painful, long and ugly street of staggering hazard.
Even if a person would try to cross the line in hope of rescuing me it would be futile, since this is not a road to walk on. This is a road to live on, the road is my heart and it strives to the end of existence.
I’ve lived long enough; I’ve had my share of pain and happiness. It would seem the time has come for me. If you search deep within me you will find that the source of my pain is loneliness, a void that no creature has been able to fill.
I will continue to live on for now but as long as these feelings possess my mind and body I don’t see a good end.
With a giant hole in my heart I bid you all farewell. Be you friend or foe, when my body leaves this world you all kept me alive this long.