death is something to reach for. one day we will all go. you too. the only difference is i'm breaking my clock early. i'm taking control. i don't want bondage by order, a paycheck, 9-5 workloads, or sugar cube buds that form around tired mouths. i don't want to clog my airways anymore with love. a fleeting feeling, a passion that tires and courses through my veins quickly destroying anything i gain. there is no savior in the form of another soul. i feel i can finally be pure with this great release. i can be or not be and here, i am not. but maybe there i will.