2017

There is something very horrible gnawing away inside of me. 

It is a cancer in my mind. It speaks to me every day, and whispers of death. 

I am, after all, only a mortal; caught in the coils of a mundane fate. 

I once felt that I could be at peace in life. I felt that I could surround myself with love, family, wealth, security, and a brilliant future. 

I have all the things I thought I wanted, but none of it is real. I am entirely, completely, and unequivocally alone. I am naked, barren, tired, and afraid. 

Now, death seems my only chance at peace. Death to the lie that is my life.

It was not always so.