I stared out of my window,lost in my thoughts. The only thing that was visible was the overwhelming silence. The vast sky complimented the sun setting on horizon. I lit a cigarette and settle in the darkness. Everything feels quiet except that the whisper of smoke that rises. My thoughts know no worlds. I can feel my tears freezing over impassiveness. I can feel my voice vanishing in the vast silence. I am just wondering what the secret is to not loathing your very existence. How do you do it? Is it a facade or am I just missing a big puzzle piece?

Now I have a finger on the trigger
A bullet in the gun
The world has ruined me
But I blamed it on God
I tried....
I tried to fight the war
But I guess this was my last chance