The world is loud, tense, nerve-racking.
How you make it through the day; even you don’t know.
Pedestrians cross the streets, never lingering.
The only thing moving at a slow pace is your eyes.
Exhaustion has become a source of offense to this exaggerated existence.
Why must you be so alive, in a world so dead?
Why must you accept tragic ordeals, or chaotic natural occurences, if you cannot accept God?
Your Mouth shuts; no longer tasting, no longer speaking.
Your ears are deaf to the sound of everyday droning of a fucked up world.
Your sense of touch dissolves at the feel of the cold cast iron casket.
Your mind goes numb to the senseless debates; money, war, politics, fuckery.
Finally, as your accepting your fate and your body is ready – a voice speaks from within.
A voice that comprehends what it is you need to do.
Pull away from life all at once.
Just do it;
Shut Your Eyes.