Thursday, December 25, 2014
Discontinued Dreams
Peter had it all, but he wanted so much more.. He had money but he wanted to live under a bridge. He had his health, but he wanted death. He had family, but he wanted no one. He had happiness, but he wanted sadness. Peter had a nice car, but he wanted to blow it up and ride a bike. Peter had time, but he never wanted to use it. He was a freak, everybody laughed at him and told him he needed help, but he wouldn't accept it even if it was right in front of him. He was sick of this world, he was sick of feelings and emotions. He was sick of being alive, he detested every single breath he took, he couldn't stand himself. He hated who he was so much, that he could never come to kill himself, partly because he was a coward, but as he contemplated it deeper and deeper, he realized that he couldn't bring himself to suicide because he wanted to make himself suffer, he didn't want himself to die and live a happy after life, that was much too easy. He agreed to keep himself on this retched planet just so his heart could ache longer.. He was a psycho maniac, a depressive freak..
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