It’s strange, wondering if today is the day, I finally walk in front of a semi truck.

Everything’s been off lately. Again.

It’s worse this time.

Feels as if I’m about to roll the credits.

Or read the epilogue.

It’s eerie. Everything about the way I’m living, is bleak.

Guess I crossed the finish line.

Don’t you dare be sad,

I wasn’t the one who signed up for the race.

Just, let me go back to my infinity rest. I apologize in advance, for the mess I’m gonna make of it.

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