Yet another evening that turns into night
and the thoughs in my head that want me to die.
Oh no.
God no.

How deep does, the rabbit hole go?
The question, the answer I really wish to know.

Is there a glow,
that one can follow,
or is there just emptiness,
that will always  feel – shallow.

There must be a judge, a jury, a...
No.
God, no.

There isn’t anyone and when you die you’re just dead.
The only thing that matters:
“Live your life with no regret!”

No god.
Just no.

the issue begins when some men believe,
that giving them birth, was another’s mischief.

No.
Please no.