Why

Why is this how it is?
Why cant we just all be free?

Free from death
Free from hurt.

But no.
Not i.
For i, have hurt.
I have craze.

Whats the point,
on and on i wonder.

Why cant i give in just like him?
Why cant i give up?

I sit there in wonder.
Staring into space.

The picture in my mind comes clear now.
All too clear.

Is this a picture at all?
or is it reality?

Is this is?
When death comes part of me?

Who says it cant be?

And with that is when,
death comes to be.

Falling deeper into a foggy faint.
This is it this is what i've been waiting for.

On and on i tremble,
whats the point?

Blood free flows.
haze surrounds,
this is it.
good-bye and good night forever.

No images here,
just reality.