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I am forced to live a life,
that i never wanted to live.

why are people,
so scared,
of something,
like death?

this is a question that,
ive never understood,
for i personally dont care,
weather i live or die.

i dont care,
because there was never a point,
never a purpose,
never a reason as to why im alive.

i am trapped in a prison,
a prison of flesh and emotion,
and the key to my cell,
is death.

and to make things ever worse, my prison is located in hell,
it is in a world of humans.

would anybody really care,
if i dissapeared?
if i died?
i doubt it.

have i honestly made,
such strong connections with these people,
easily enough that theyd notice, or care should i dissapear?
i doubt it.

would someone,
even try
to stop, or prevent my death?
i doubt it.

is there something hidden in this hell,
that could save me, mean something to me,
or change my mind?
i doubt it.

should i be proven wrong,
then prehaps i need not die...
yet,
i still doubt it.