I felt as if my soul had left my body, walking lightly on the soft ground of this familiar city. At the moment of despair, the thin thread that had been tight in my brain suddenly broke, leaving me with a headache and unable to breathe.
Because I know that I am the only one who is sane in this city, and everyone else is crazy. ?
I am wandering alone. ??
Why am I not afraid of pain?
It's not that I'm not afraid of pain, my own existence is pain itself. ?
I am pain itself,
Today I want to end this pain. ?
I don't think people who commit suicide act impulsively.
I think they are extremely sober,
They are also pain itself,
What's the point of wanting to end the pain? That's not right.