Nothing feels real anymore. It all just feels like a consistent never ending cycle of.. Torture. I can’t put it into words, and even if I did, it’s not like there’s anyone out there who would be able to understand. Its as if.. Every breath I take, I’m breathing in poison. I feel like I’m burning inside, I feel scratching and pieces of me being teared to shreds daily, and it seems to only be getting worse and worse.
I question everything. Reality. Am I living or am I dead? If I was dead then why would I be able to feel this strong yet unknowingly pain inside of me? Am I a ghost trapped in between the realms of the earth?
You all probably just think I’m crazy. Which is fine, that’s normal. Think of me as some psychotic weird person all you like, but whatever you do, don’t think I am making ANY of this up.
I wake up and go outside, and there are people. Except they aren’t.. People. They’re more like.. Zombies. They seem brainwashed, and like they’ve lost control of themselves. They stare into the distance without blinking as they walk past me and I don’t even feel a fraction of air as someone does, it just feels like death walking past me. No one is human anymore. It feels as though I am the only survivor left, and I don’t know how much more I can take.
There are said to be a few others like me, but they eventually end up commiting suicide because they’re unable to take the deadness in our world anymore. I can’t blame them. It feels horrible.
I think about joining the ones like me, but for some reason I never get around to it. I think it’s because for some strange reason I still have a hint of hope left, but I can feel it gets smaller and smaller each day.
The planet Earth may still be physically going, but it’s honestly dead now if I’m honest. And the sad part is, it was all of the human specie’s fault. They have killed the world. Destroyed every last bit until there was nothing left. They said they would help it, cherish it, overall make it a great place. Now look at it.
It has all gone.
I thought I would write this before I went, just as a goodbye. There is no longer any hope. You’ve vanquished it. I never thought it would come to this.
I hope you are all proud.
At least my afterlifes are still up and running, for now.
Oh and remind me to never, ever rely on another species to let anyone in charge of something huge ever again.