a.n.y.t.h.i.n.g

How will I die? No. I can't die. Can't and couldn't have a difference. And I can't die. But I can't die because... I don't know why I can't die. Because I hope there is a day after this? No, I don't. Because I see light on the other side? I'm blind. I can't. I can't. I can't die because I care about people seeing me lost and feeling sad? No, I don't. Because I think? No, I don't. Because I breathe? No, I don't. I don't think any of this. So how can I not die? You can't die. Don't die. Get a surgery of the eyeballs if you have to, to see the hope. But don't die. Become caring about people's opinions. But don't die. Become caring about something. If not cared about—but don't die. See the next night if you can't see the day. See the darkness that aches to feed your heart, if not the hope of light. If not the bulb of life. See the darkness in your eyes. Do anything. A-n-y-t-h-i-n-g. Become crazy. Become anything and everything. But don't die. Not because you can't. But because you couldn't. You couldn't die.