purelegion

In this life there is nothing to hope for. Because there is nothing to strive for. Everything you may want is out of reach, and walking away scornfully from those things that are out of reach is what will tear you apart. Find a flagship and follow it because if you try to make your own path it will be impossible to recover from things that you see to be perfect. When the time comes for full collapse, just collapse because there will be nothing and no one to awaken your spirit that hungers for more. Your on your own as of now, my abilities nor triumphs can grace you so willingly enough to keep you up.

My own spirit is broken there should be nothing that you look to me for anymore. Stop looking ot me for an open heart and embracing arms, enduring my own pains is enough to sunder a life. It should not be you who will help me in my days of defeat. Choose not to hallow me with your words, because I'm too forsaken to care anymore. A broken life and a trampled world, this is the end. The sink holes that grace the lives of everyone will consume them. treasure my will and I will end it all. My last retribution will come when I'm no longer looked upon for the living but the dead that weep no tears for me. If I could end it all, it would be now and swift. Agile and powerful, two of the same will never work out, two odds will never meet an even. This is what we call life. It's monotonous, and invionaries are scorned by the world, because of their truth that lies in their ability to lie. A crimson sour sake for the life of which we so suit ourselves. End it, forget the future because it holds nothing in it's grace. Take everything and leave those you love with nothing. Those lower than you will die and fail, those above you will watch you die and fail. Destroy yourself because an unbeatable force of pain is on the horizon.

I hate this life, and it will all end soon