I’m Sorry
If I'm gone...oh who am I kidding. When I'm gone, which might be sooner than later. In life, the only thing I ever wanted was to die without regrets, now it seems like regrets are all I have.
When I'm gone?
I don't think anything will change. I have such a fleeting existence; even alive, I'm not involved in any ecosystem. My house might even run smoother. The world might become a bit better. I wrote notes the other day, so I'm already done with telling other people what I wanted to.
I honestly wanted to live, I really did, its just that everything is so unbearable. I am unbearable.
Mum...I know you're a lil sad but be honest, you're more relieved, aren't you?
After all the abomination you've brought into the world is now gone. I'm sorry I was never able to make you proud. I am sorry for being how I am.
I'm sure my brother would secretly be happy. Afterall his useless older sister can't cause anymore trouble now.
I'm sorry that I'm such an unfunctional human being.......
Hope
Darkness.
What is darkness?
Some may say it is where light cannot penetrate.
When it's always dark.
But darkness atleast is a hope that you culd see light.
In complete brightness, such a hope would not exist.
Darkness is comfortable solitude.
Darkness hides you for when you can't even see yourself.
In light all of your weakness is bare for all to see.
Darkness allows the otherwise invisible stars and the moon to shine.
Darkness is hope.
Eternal brightness is madness.