The.End
This too shall pass
- May 18, 2019
- 80
Every time I hear someone on this site (or anywhere one where else) crying about how they really want to kill them selves but their survival instincts won't let them, I usually think to myself "what a crybaby, if you really want to die, then just do it. If not then stop talking about it already and get over it". But I've come to realises I'm not really angry at those people, I'm really angry at myself. I'm angry at myself because when the time come, my biggest fear is I don't have what it takes to end things. And if Im not able to go through with it, then Im truly lost.
I call on the angel of death everyday and night to come claim my soul, but deep down I know, when the time comes I finally do meet him, it will most probably be the scariest thing I ever experience.
I guess there's only one way to know for sure.
I spend most days and nights trying to consciously and Subconsciously condition my mind to overcome the fears of death. Since iv never attempted (but have every intention) to ctb and face death, head on, one of my biggest fears in life is, me not having what it takes to end things when the time come.
I feel like I have no control over my life, I feel like my death is the only thing I can control. And If I don't have control over that, then I what do I have?
For a long time now I feel like im losing the plot. If there is a certain thing as sane and insane, then I believe I am certainly insane ha ha. I also believe that ain't nobody completely alright in the head, just some people got it worse then others and whatever it is, I got it real bad haha.
I'm also kinda drunk right now, so if none of this doesn't make any sense, then that's why. Anyway I hope I didn't offend anyone with this post, that is not what I was trying to accomplish. I think I was trying to be honest with myself and with all of you. But really Who knows what we really want and why the fuck we even do anything.
Dear Death
Come get me mutherfucker.
Yours faithfully
M.B aka T.E
I call on the angel of death everyday and night to come claim my soul, but deep down I know, when the time comes I finally do meet him, it will most probably be the scariest thing I ever experience.
I guess there's only one way to know for sure.
I spend most days and nights trying to consciously and Subconsciously condition my mind to overcome the fears of death. Since iv never attempted (but have every intention) to ctb and face death, head on, one of my biggest fears in life is, me not having what it takes to end things when the time come.
I feel like I have no control over my life, I feel like my death is the only thing I can control. And If I don't have control over that, then I what do I have?
For a long time now I feel like im losing the plot. If there is a certain thing as sane and insane, then I believe I am certainly insane ha ha. I also believe that ain't nobody completely alright in the head, just some people got it worse then others and whatever it is, I got it real bad haha.
I'm also kinda drunk right now, so if none of this doesn't make any sense, then that's why. Anyway I hope I didn't offend anyone with this post, that is not what I was trying to accomplish. I think I was trying to be honest with myself and with all of you. But really Who knows what we really want and why the fuck we even do anything.