302nd Post

Depression.
Cuts through me like a knife.

What are the reasons.
I do not know.

My ravaged body is plagued with illnesses.
The mind only thinks of death.

All i see now is darkness.
The light is snuffed out.

Another cut.
Another scar.
Another painful reminder.

All i wish now.
Is for a slow death to claim me.

So that i may truly enjoy my last moments.
Before i disappear.

Forever.