Only Solution

The solution.. only solution for me is death.

There is nothing else for me to do- the best I can do for myself now is to end it all. This is something, I am not writing, out of depression this time. This is something I now believe.. now I understand… now I know.

Death is but the next adventure… and in my life where I am alive but dead.. I want this adventure for myself. Life is now far out of control for me to manage.

You know when the rope gets so tangled that it is beyond usage.. it can’t be set right… it will just fall apart if you try to sort it.. that is my life.

But there is a problem… I want this end, but do not know how to bring it.. I do not know how to bring it upon myself.

I want this end to come naturally to me… I imagine it coming for me.. ending it all… the end ending it all.. All I do is imagine. But I want it to become reality.. I want it to come naturally to me because I do not know how to bring it upon myself..

It would be so beautiful.. if the end comes for me.. I so want it to come.. I so want it to feed over what is left of this life.

I imagine its beauty.. its glamour.. I so want it.. and I want it to come for me naturally..

I so want it… the solution.. I so want it… the end.. I so want it….. I so want it.

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