I am Failure.
The only way to feel better is to get alone in the dark.
In solitude I find tranquility, and anything other than that, turns into a horrid experience.
I take a step up the ladder and jump...
Then I do it again, but one step further up.
Then again.
I discover Existence, to be futile, and monotone.
Every new day is a process that repeats itself, over and over.
Until Death comes for all.
In fact, the only thing that is fair for all.
In a Distinct manner from us, Sister Death knows no failure.
But Death's time is eternal...
She knows no time to come.
Certain every time.
She has no pocket-watch.
To rip you apart.
"Oh, With a sigh I pass away, Falling, into harmonic sleep...
Then Ill find my prophecies wasn't lies, Falling, into the abyss; I come!
I, I am dying
Death, does heal me..."
