razure
[ra"zure], n.
1. The act of erasing or effacing, or the state of being effaced; obliteration.
2. An erasure; a change made by erasing.
"I thought it would set me free, but it didn't change anything."
"You're missing the point."
"There is no point. That's the point. Isn't it?"
"Don't give me this phony existential bullshit, I expect better. The point's right in front of your face."
"Well I'm sorry, but I don't see it."
"You aren't even grateful, are you?"
"Grateful? For the worst fucking experience of my life?"
"You hang onto your pain like it means something; like it's worth something. Well let me tell you, it's not worth shit. Let it go. Infinite possibilities and all he can do is whine."
"Well, what I am supposed to do?"
"What do you think? You can do anything you lucky bastard, you're alive. What's a little pain compared to that?"
"It can't be so simple."
"What if it is?"
i keep breaking all the promises that i keep making to myself
you'd think by now that i'd be over this
instead i'm feeling sorry for myself
so why does everything seem desperate now?
i should be feeling so alive, but it feels like something's missing
something's wrong somehow
it feels like something deep inside has died
so why do i feel desperate now?
why do i feel like dying?