Elucidating Questions

If I was told I had to live my life backwards from here

I would despair

The concept of knowing exactly what would happen

And it would all just be hell knowing what I know

I wish I could become a stone as well.

Feeling lost and alone regardless in the nightmare of continuing forward

See I often wish the train would come

But it stopped running

I look at it and this is my story too

When it splits

This story is the reason I couldn’t

Many times I thought it’s a warning

But you know when the wings have turned black

And you’re all alone in your cocoon of death it doesn’t get better

Dark and dirtied by the pain and the sorrow

I feel jealousy when other people die

I think

良いね。

It must be nice to never have to wake up again.