Misery

 

If I don't deserve happiness, then neither do you... you should think about that while you agonize under the shadows, and you should know that even humans don't escape the cruelty of their fates.

 

What made me judge and jury? Nothing. I'm just a higher race, crushing you slowly, eliminating your chances. You refuse to disappear; you wait for me to open the door so you can slip out again. And I don't think that’s fair you know? ‘Cause I control your destiny now. Sure, I'm angry and frustrated. Sure life sucks and I'm taking it out on you. But who cares? I am boss now. Finally, something I own. And I watch you perish, and I know that I'm dying with you, staring at my own ignorance and lack of faith. Once again, here I am my friend. Filled with hatred.

You finally stop moving. It’s over. I don't think I can get in trouble, it truly isn't murder, I just took my place in the food chain, exercised my right to be dominant. I see more of you, my job isn't done...Gotta kill another ant, and blame it on fate or the gods above...who knows? That's all I'm doing, crushing ants on my desk, trying to get through another miserably boring day at work...

I always say that you shouldn't be selfish with misery, you should always share it, and take it out on the ones that take you for granted. It’s what I'm doing right now, I guess.

I feel sick and I hate the world. It gave me a sweet taste then took it all away again. It’s hard to breathe sucks to feel this way. So lonely, so alone in the world I hate.

Don't know what to do with myself.