That stained light of truth i abhor, that unflinching glimmer of experience... the world has turned its back and left me with shit. nothing inside, only void: vacant eyes, vacant mind, vacant hope. summon the strength. i was not wrong to be afraid. the cup of life is forever poisoned. but if all in this time lies beyond my grasp, then this one final act will be fully in my control. one brief moment, and i am freed of everything, liberated from this painful existence.