Frank Peterson
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I'm a bit sad at the moment. I've realised that if I die, nobody would be the wiser. There is no difference between me being alive or dead to anyone in this world. No one would miss me. I should probably not define my worth by the perception of others, but how can you exist if you are not seen by people or god. And even if I achieve every possible achievement, it is personally meaningless because we die.
I curse God for robbing me of my freedom to not exist. If I had a choice I would rather never have existed than fighting this irrelevance constantly. Even the time I took to write this could have been better used by someone with significance. Even these words are meaningless and empty, just like me. Some of you may see this as a cry for help, but I'm beyond that. This is more like a goodbye, from someone who's nothing to you, or anyone else anyway. A ghost waving, an apparition fading, drifting towards its rest, my words just whispers on the wind. I never believed in ghosts until now
I curse God for robbing me of my freedom to not exist. If I had a choice I would rather never have existed than fighting this irrelevance constantly. Even the time I took to write this could have been better used by someone with significance. Even these words are meaningless and empty, just like me. Some of you may see this as a cry for help, but I'm beyond that. This is more like a goodbye, from someone who's nothing to you, or anyone else anyway. A ghost waving, an apparition fading, drifting towards its rest, my words just whispers on the wind. I never believed in ghosts until now