Nothing/Feb2002<title> </head> <body> <body bgcolor=black> <body text=orange> <body link=yellow> <body vlink=green> <font size=5> <p> Wasted and drained out I sit, fearing nothing but to move. My head hang low with heaviness, eyes drooping to closed. I am shaly with exaustion, I drop my jaw to yawn. I pray I wont have to fidget again to scratch a nasty itch. Temples are pulsating and I focus on the pain. "Get it over with," I think as I lay my head down. <p>Just kill me now," my lips formed a whisper. "The pain is too un bearable". I squeeze my eyelids down and think of black, focus on black, feel all black. Nothingness. Please for a shot while. Nothingness fufills my every desire with completion. <p> It's almost time," my lips formed the absense of a whisper. I breath out, and struggle to inhale. My eyes closed and I fade to black. Finally.<p> </body> </html>