What do I live for? My soul is lost into abyss
Nihilism is my greatest enemy and friend. Oh ask not how I suffered?
Since a child not a happy moment came to rescue for my troubled soul
I am all alone lost like Odysseus and homer is turned into dust
How can I escape my present moment?
What torturers me is not my past but present
Present moment is the only reality all else is just in imagination
Where to go? Whom to call?
Who will listen?
Why brag,? why complain to strangers on the internet?
Why not kill oneself?
Perhaps I am a mediocrity and a coward unable to end my life
It was much easier to became a proud nihilist than a suicidal