Forever Pessimist

walking across the fields of beautiful dancing flowers facing soft zephyr winds i wear my mask of agony i see no hope i see no light no more passion, love is dead withering body, emotional atrophy intense mental pain burns my forever grieving, bleak mind my ruined life is insignificant whatever is done means nothing all that i've got means nothing death is my cure for humanity's worst sickness called life (no hope, no light) i hope all the happy people will die so that everyone sad won't envy them and feel worse i hope all the sad people will die so that they will find relief and won't suffer anymore like a statue, i stand in front of the ocean intending to unite the void inside with the great nothingness misery waters are rising immersing me into sleep until the end of times i close my eyes eternity's mist enfolds consuming my weakened soul it shall reside in gray endless nothing