So…last night, when I was in bed. I kept hearing a voice. I can’t remember what it was saying, but I do remember it getting madder as I was yelling at it to stop. I just wanted the damn voice to stop, and I couldn’t make it stop! Oh man that was annoying, so very annoying that it wouldn’t stop and I couldn’t make it stop. Life feels so difficult at times with these voices doing whatever the hell they want to do in my head. I can’t seem to shake them. Maybe I need to be put on a different medication? I’m not sure. I just want to feel normal, whatever normal is. I’m not even sure I know what normal is now! Talk about a nightmare. A living nightmare that I cannot control in any way, shape, or form. I want it to end somehow. I don’t even know how to make that possible.
Overthinking again. What else is new? What exactly happens at and after death? I don’t know how any of that works. The only I’ll ever figure it out will be to actually die. Not a good thought, I know. But such is life I suppose.
If death has a purpose, what would that be? I would like to know. It’s got to be something rather significant right? That remains to be seen.
Death is a process, that much is certain. It happens to everyone who ever lived on Earth and will happen to anyone else coming here to Earth to be born and live. We all eventually die off. It is the way of things.
I can’t make this up if I wanted to.
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