Rest is for the dead. Yeah right! Like I believe that. My life was dead since I arrived in this world. My life was ended by those who say life is something to be respected.
I laugh at them and they ask why. I laugh at them even more. Then I respond.
"Life ended when this world was born all our souls are in a abyss of our lies, dreams and hopes!"
They walk away. So do I but I am laughing. Laughing so hard that they cannot keep going with their deteriorating lives. I "some" how make them commit suicide.
Me of all people make them do it. Why that makes 2 or 3 less people the world needs. Our world needs less people. Less dreams, hopes and lies that need to be dealt with.
Dreams to be crushed. Hopes to be poured with Molting lava. Lies to be shot with every letter in the alphabet.
