There are many ways to get to a destination. Why does the one to death have to take so long?

I sometimes feel so empty and useless that even death won't take me.

Emptiness surrounds me like the wrappings of a mummy. Preserving something not worth preserving because there is nothing there

I long not for what this world has to give me but rather what I hope to leave it, my misery

If death was a woman she would be too beautiful to put into words

Every night I dream the same dream and every tomorrow that dream fails to come true.

How can a man begin life so full and yet end it so empty?

"You've never truly been hurt until you've had someone make love to you while ripping your heart completely out by making secret plans to leave. I've been there, you don't recover."