Nowhere to go

I'm slowly giving up on life. Picture this, my death. Before it was worse. But now it's not much better. Such an unbalance going on, life isn't fair at all. Truly and honestly what is the purpose of life? Am I shaping something beautiful for the future generations to come? I can name one thing that could be worse, but that wouldn't be anything, and that's nothingness. I'm a glimpse of existence and I already lost it. I'm sorry. I know I will get better as a matter of fact, but that's amazing how much we care until we don't! And that's death. Goodbye for now.

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