thatguywhosaysEH
March 21st, 2013, 09:56 PM
I view life as a void, and in the beginning we see a light; but as time goes by this so called "light" becomes dimmer and dimmer until poof, it's gone and we are now surrounded by darkness. What meaning does life have? What purpose do we serve? For every smile we cause will soon become a frown, every person we make happy will once again be sad, and every life we save will still be lost. Nothing in this world could make me happy, because everything in this world is worthless.
The only reason we exist is to merely exist, but our existence means nothing; and since are existence means nothing, we may as well cease to exist. For a non-existent being is still as worthless as an existent one. Everything we are, everything we strive to be, everything we do, and everything we hope to do is a waste of time, because it has no meaning. I could look death in the eyes and yet I would not care, for I know that I as well as every other being am just a piece of a whole world, and yet that world is nothing. I compare us to a piece of lint, why? Because If i asked if you thought a piece of lint was worthless you would say yes, because it has no meaning, no value, and no purpose. A human is one the same; we have no meaning, no value, and no purpose: We are as worthless as a piece of lint.
I want to die, I am not going to kill myself, but I will live unhappily awaiting death. I have friends, a family that loves me, a roof over my head, and get good grades - life is good. But this changes nothing, I still go through every day sad, with a smile covering this emptiness I have inside me, as nobody other than myself knows I feel this way. If anything, every passing day is better because it is just one day sooner until I die, until this miserable thing called life is over.
The only reason we exist is to merely exist, but our existence means nothing; and since are existence means nothing, we may as well cease to exist. For a non-existent being is still as worthless as an existent one. Everything we are, everything we strive to be, everything we do, and everything we hope to do is a waste of time, because it has no meaning. I could look death in the eyes and yet I would not care, for I know that I as well as every other being am just a piece of a whole world, and yet that world is nothing. I compare us to a piece of lint, why? Because If i asked if you thought a piece of lint was worthless you would say yes, because it has no meaning, no value, and no purpose. A human is one the same; we have no meaning, no value, and no purpose: We are as worthless as a piece of lint.
I want to die, I am not going to kill myself, but I will live unhappily awaiting death. I have friends, a family that loves me, a roof over my head, and get good grades - life is good. But this changes nothing, I still go through every day sad, with a smile covering this emptiness I have inside me, as nobody other than myself knows I feel this way. If anything, every passing day is better because it is just one day sooner until I die, until this miserable thing called life is over.