Everything in me was sad
My past that I've been living up until now is so pitiful I didn't want to live
I was afraid of waking up in the morning because I was anxious and anxious for no reason, living today like yesterday, I have been choking
I couldn't stand it
The darkness is driving me to the edge of a dangerous cliff
The unknown light grabbed me and shouted that I shouldn't be like this
I'd rather cry out loud and cry as much as I want
Saying that the cry of loving yourself is the louder
After all, in the world, everyone is alone, there is no one to cry for me
There were a lot of people around, but I was afraid to open my heart
I didn't want to say it because I thought they would laugh at me
I was afraid to sleep in the middle of the night
Even the reason for living is vague, but I've been suffocating that tomorrow comes like today.
I couldn't stand it
The darkness is driving me to the edge of a dangerous cliff
The unknown light grabbed me and shouted that I shouldn't be like this
I'd rather cry out loud and cry as much as I want.
After all, in the world, everyone is alone, there is no one to cry for me
I couldn't stand it
The darkness is driving me to the edge of a dangerous cliff
The unknown light grabbed me and shouted that I shouldn't be like this
I'd rather cry out loud and cry as much as I want.
After all, in the world, everyone is alone, there is no one to cry for me
25 years! 25 years is the year I have been living with quadriplegia with limbs and torso.
During that time, I had to die 4-5 times, but unfortunately I survived. I went in and out of the intensive care unit and emergency room like my own home. I suffered countless times from pressure sore surgery and lived on my stomach for three months. The unspeakable physical and mental pain made me cling to the word death more and more. Father and mother are different. He stuck with me to take care of me, and I started to use a caregiver mentally, because I hated my mother and father's physical pain. Bun's aunts have changed.
I thought, why do I have to live here, what can I do now, there was nothing... I got hurt at 25 and now I'm 51.
Shame on urination has long since disappeared. Does anyone in this world know why I have to live?
Not long ago, in May, my father passed away from liver cancer. I remember how anxious I was, and sometimes I quietly shed tears alone in a dimly lit room. I can't control my body because of my emotions.
I scour the internet for Nembutal every day. But they all just stole my money as a scam.
Even now, my buttocks are stained with pressure sores here and there, and I am soaked with oozing and blood. The medicine is of no use. .I can't even go to the dentist.
I was born in Korea, and I want to die in Korea. But the way I die in this country is to get sick to death.
Please, I want to die proudly in this country by legalizing euthanasia.