253rd Post

I hate it.

This life.

Too many bad memories.

Heaven above.
Hell below.

Hear my prayers.
Help me slay my memories.
For i no longer wish to keep them.

I'm sick and tired of them.

The feeling of wanting to give it all up.
Is just too strong and tempting.

And to just waste away.
On drinks.

Until i don't know time.
Or the life i once had.

The blood and tears have ceased flowing.
The heart has ceased loving.
The mind has ceased to keep me sane.

Am i to be sentenced by the gods.
Bound by torturous pain.
Condemned to silence.

Until the end of time.

I grow weary.

I wish to sleep.
And never to wake up again.
To this nightmarish world.