I don’t think I’m alive anymore.

I can’t feel my pulse beating whenever I touch my chest.

I don’t understand why we should be here.

Whenever I open my eyes, it’s the same situation replaying itself.

It’s an endless loop I’m trapped in,

a paradox that’s been designed as my prison.

It’s been promised to continue like this forever.

It’s a lie passed down from generations that it’s the definition of happiness.

I wish I could close my eyes for the last time.