Oh, to Cease to Exist
what does it mean,
i wondered, to want
to disappear? to rip
the strings off your fingers, to strangle
and tear? now i know,
and i wish, i weren't so
dead. my mental
capacity is beyond
my age because i've
seen things, read
things, heard
things that i
shouldn't have.
but i can't help
it, can i? the
world is full
of strange
things, and
once you are
subjected
to them,
you may
never come
back.
