Death

I do not wish to live. No, this is not a song of despair. Or may be it is. But sometimes you reach certain forks in life where death seems much more acceptable, much more simpler and all the more welcome. After so many years of life, it looks back at you and tell you "Hey you, you are wrong in every way. Not fit to live here. Go back and start again". It feels funny. Like real dark comedy. But what am I going to do about it? I still do not know. May be when the the chaos settles, I will realize it was meant to be. Yet another training regime of life probably! But I am not happy... Not happy at all... And they tell me happiness is not the indicator of a good life... It is supposed to be suffering...And it frightens me to the core :(