to exist in nothingness... a cold abyss of dark unfeeling, unchanging empty. No desire, no inadequacy, no hate, no love... empty.
The loss of pain forever. Also the loss of pleasure. Is it really worth it? Pleasure at the cost of pain?
A dark, unknown future... or a dark well known future... whats worse? To know or not to know.
Tears, thoughts, voices, pain.
When the thoughts are not logic but pure emotion. Where is the common ground? Is it any less myself when I don't feel in control of the thoughts? Why they conjure the most painful feelings... Just to cry harder?
Truth, untruth... is there really a difference.
