What the fuck you want?!
Truth be told, those were
my last words. I had no idea what came next, but I can assume it was bad.
Bad
to the degree that I no longer exist, to walk among you, to share my thoughts,
to breath the air…I am nothing, and I wish I could care. But I don’t and I
can’t.
This guy’s trying to kill
me, and so far I’m letting him.
Chair…caning…clubbing…
chaining…chanting…
what the fuck you want?
I sat there but I wasn’t present. My mind had left my
body…I…disappeared into the atmosphere…way, way back…it was made clear, I was
free to suffer no more…so crystal clear, I took it.
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