When some one dies, it's supposed to stay that way...
no more worries, no more crying for someone, no more suffering from any kind of illness... nothing.
Its supposed to be a pleasant feeling just drifting in someplace with no pain...
that's how I think its supposed to be, but it looks like heaven and hell wont greet me...
not even emptiness would, its like they want me to keep on, walking meaningless in this world.
To keep these injuries, this... scars. They don't care if my body can't take it any more, they would keep pushing, no rest, no sleep, no feeling hungry or tired, just feeling sad, lonely, like if my hole soul is crumbling down and I'm the only one trying to keep it up. Going through this world like a damn leaving dead...
Seeing all my mistakes pass by again and again. Seeing love face to face, so close to touch it but still too far, close enough to kiss it but not able to.
I'm just too tired to keep on, but I can't stop, I can't, I just can't stop now. I think its what I've deserve to live, a life of nothing... why?, why cant I die?... someone, please... please tell me why the hell can't I die!?... why? Just banish in the air... disappear from everyone's live and rest...
