The burden of existence.

[WAITING TO DIE]

I see no happy future for myself whatsoever and people in general just irritate me. I feel trapped in this flesh-prison body, while at the same time I am trapped in this sick and twisted thing called "society ".
There is a constant war inside my head and the battle is worsening with the passage of time. A lifetime of mental illness and abuse from others has taken too much from me now and I cannot fight for much longer.
I have a date set to meet the grim reaper somewhere in the near future and put myself out of my misery once and for all.
I constantly fail to find any point or meaning to this existence, and I am now of the mind that absolutely nothing matters anymore.
I am alive on the outside, yet inside I have died. I am a walking , talking dead man , who died inside a long time ago.
I have lived for far too long now , in this hellish thing called existence.
Knowing that one day soon I shall taste the sweet kiss of death brings me a sense of comfort and peace.
Only the thought of this beautiful release from suffering that death brings can do this, and soon this nightmare existence shall terminate forever.
I view my self-deletion as an act of mercy upon myself as opposed to an act of negative consequence.

 

[brokeandbroken]

I definitely know how it feels to feel like you are dead on the inside and just existing on the outside. I feel like a dead man walking honestly. Half in the grave half alive.

 

[FuneralCry]

I also see existence as so burdensome, it will always be a hopeless curse to me having the ability to exist, only the eternity of nothingness comforts me as well. I don't believe that this evil world filled with endless harm and suffering could ever be a desirable place to exist in, but anyway I hope that you eventually find the freedom you search for.

 

[Tobacco]

When you realize you are like Sisyphus you not only feel tiredness in your body but in your soul also.

 

[cosnidering_ctb]

I hear you.