Prologue

Tired of living

Among the dead

I entered a dark forest

In search of a door

Leaving the fear behind

Options

Every time I see

The train arriving

At the station

I know

That there’s an option

Staying, living

On the platform

Waiting

There is an option

Front or back

Promise of suffering

Or end to suffering

Dying is not easy

Knowledge is one

Of many keys

Flames

Fire destroying my mind

Losing grip

Losing sight

Hoping for something better

Knowing it will not come

That easy

Frustration

Everything is fine

And everything is

Good

But not true

Avoiding the deep fear of being

Myself in the harsh daylight