cocytus

The veil of sorrow weighs heavily on my spine through my veins and marrow. Ill write for you in english so i do not have to translete it for you later.

My capacity is limited to the amount of energy left in my life. 

I do not miss what I do not have. Im just lost in the depth of sorrow knowing I am not of any worth of yours any more.

The struggle continues of trying to find purpose. The realization of it not being alcohol or drugs is some what an appiffany at the same time it is so helpless knowing it is of an alien conformity. My favourite quote is I do not wish to die, I just do not want to live any more.

 

I solomly hope you and not you read this. Since you of all persons seems to lack the unfathomly depth to understand me and my persona. Or you just dont give a single fuck about who I am and what I am all about. That too is a curse too large to bring my petty mind around.

 

The fact that you are not of any longer worth is the end of the line of existescialism. I do wish that time proves me wrong. Leave me please in darkness and in emptyness, though my heart shall find purpose again, may it be not too late or in vain. 

 

Hello darkness my old friend. Lets battle it out forever. 

 

Dont worry, I'll write you all letters. Before we go, lets contemplate and all remember the stars under who we all look the same. Memories, wrong doings, dreams or anxiety. Black will allways be black.