306th Post

Another night.
Just business as usual.
As a harbinger of death.

But its just for survival sake.
Nothing more.
Nothing less.

Often i just wish to disappear.
Wanting to live my life.
In relative peace and quiet.

But the hectic lives of mortals.
Forces me into their pace.

Too fast.
It burns too much of my energy.
Until i grow weary of it.

Until i become embittered by it.
And whatever happiness i have left.
Will be snuffed out by anger and hate.

And i grow depressed.
At the very sign.
That i give in to anger.

Daggers.
That serve to wound me and others as well.

And to live with the scars of regrets.
For the rest of my miserable life.