Everything feels the same
So repetitive and so mundane
Each and every day
Its always the same old thing
Nothing to do, nothing to look forward too
Nobody to speak with, nobody to share my opinions and thoughts with
Why do I feel so unattached to this world and everything in it?
This place just passes me by day by day and I go on un-noticed Continue
My corpse is decomposing in my coffin
The awful and putrid stench is blowing up the place
I can hear the insects eating away at my coffin for they know that a feast of rotten flesh is near
My blood no longer runs through my veins; it is cold and dissolving
My soul is trapped within this shell and in desperation I am screaming to get out
I cry to God my Savior night after night begging Him to release me
I wait for an answer and I await in… Continue