To witness and pretend nothing was to ever come of something. I see too much. I read everyone’s thoughts and what they think about others and my self. I promise to repent before i die. I swear to whatever you people believe in now. But i’m lying. On my death bed i shall pray to no one and be wished not to send me to the god damn heavens above. Where am i after all you hate me and bury me? There, just there. Where i shall remain until the day you people decide to open me up and find everything you want to know about me out. Spill my decaying guts out onto your table and pick out the truths and lies. Say what you will, but i as others do not wish to be picked up once buried. I hope i stay rest. But you i say? I say you shall not. Thy eyes be shut, but your heart still beats? I understand nor what it all means to me. It’s all nothing. Meaningless mumbo jumbo. Unrecognizable english. To what do i owe you any heart and help when i receive none when i ask for so little of it. ‘tis all fucking bullshit i say. I will continue to say. But do you believe? Well i don’t.