I Don’t Understand

I hurt.

I’m tired… of everything.

Happiness… unreasonable.

Contentment… unavailable.

Only pain. Uncertainty.

Standing in the dark with my eyes closed.

Unreachable light from both sides.

No sense in daydreaming.

A life that died on the highway.

My body slowly disintegrates.

My mind continues to fracture.

I don’t understand. What’s the point?

Short of neurological complications, I never thought a person could remain alive while everything they were died… And yet here I am.

I don’t want to be here anymore. I serve no purpose. My life contains no value -at least none I’m aware of… and yet everywhere I look to find the strength to make the final choice -I find nothing that can grant me the ability to do it.

I’m in hell. I don’t want to be here. I can’t find a way to go.

There’s just emptiness… and the constant pain serves as the reminder that this is all very real.

I don’t understand.