Sometimes, there is this feeling of emptiness....

 

Money cannot buy the things I want.

Friends cannot give me the comfort I want.

Fame cannot give me the privacy I want.

I can have everything in the world, yet it cannot give me the contentment I want.

I can feel alone in a crowded place.

Everything seems to have no meaning.

There is just this emptiness.

Like in a room of darkness, no noise, no image, I am not even sure I exist

How do you kill something that is already dead?