The Illusion Of Choice I: Genesis

Now with all the knowledge

And skills gained in life

I move into exile

I’ve said my goodbyes

I’ve conquered every plain

My body is satisfied

Created, destroyed, questioned

I need only to die

As I’ve continued to grow I’ve noticed

With one blink of an eye

What was abundant now absent

And it’s impossible to stay in one state

With each passing second

The present problems become the past

Grow no more

Terminate

A concept debated for years

So final, so solid, so absolute

A word feared by every soul

Each heart beats frantically in cowardice

As I’ve continued to grow I’ve noticed

With one blink of an eye

What was abundant now absent

And it’s impossible to stay in one state

With each passing second

This generation becomes the past

It is time

Initiate

I came with nothing

I’ll leave with knowledge

I’m at my end

I embrace for the final moments

With everyone grasping for straws

Trying to explain

The meaning of it all, and how to die

The message is repeated by billions

We don’t know, we just don’t know

And I’m just trying to explain

Trying to move on

Trying to accept my age

With my head tilted back

My throat open, I scream to the gods

With such intensity my throat fills with blood

I tell the sky, I’m ready to die

A gasp for air, I fall to the ground

Once body, now merely a corpse

My skin shreds, my bones go to dust

My blood boils and seeps through the soil

What’s left, a soul left unbound

Now begins a sought after passage

Dark encompassed, I search for a light

The smoke and fog engulf all around

Terrified shrieks turn to laughs

I cannot feel but am filled with sensation

Come below the world and find

Punishment for all your crimes

A river of tortured souls

Flows forth to a mouth of enormous size

Swallowed, cleansed in acid

Surrounded by prying eyes

Join us as we all sit here for all of time and repent our past mistakes, and curse the God who breathed our breath into our lungs in the first place

Cut the thread

I have felt so certain

But now I’m not sure that I’m ready to leave

I have yet to even consider the possibility of oblivion

Or if it’s Hell that awaits me at the light

Feel the drain

Feel no pain

What of the end?

What will I become?

Where will I go?

Why did I live?

What was the point?

What did I gain?

Did I ask for this life?

When it’s your time to go, it’s your time to go

I never asked for this

I feel this is unfair

Ready

I need more time

Or

I am so afraid

Not

I lied to myself

Die

I don’t want to die

As I’ve continued to grow I’ve noticed

With one blink of an eye

What was abundant now absent

And it’s impossible to stay in one state

With each passing second

The present era the past

Grow no more

Terminate

It is time

Begin decay

This is the end

Pack all your things

Say your goodbyes

And evacuate