My Shelter

I'm so tired. I wish I was dead. The dead only sleep. Deep, undisturbed slumber. Everything is so much better when seen through the heavy curtain of sleep. So much better. Everything stops. Quiet. Peace. Serenity. Everything ends. Nothing hurts. Nothing breaks. The perfect drug. Close your eyes. Stop thinking. Let yourself be taken away from it all. Away. So far away where nothing matters. Drown your sorrows in a sea of darkness. Listen. Can you hear it? Can you hear the deathwatch? The deathwatch happily ticks away. Sleep is a window that looks out on death. Death is beautiful. Death is deliverance. Listen to the soothing sound of the deathwatch. Don't you love it? It's so peaceful in here. Everything is so well here. Alone. Alone in the dark. Lost inside myself. Out of their reach. So happy. I wish I was dead for I could stay here. Forever. Alone with myself. I feel so unafraid here. I don't want to leave. I want to listen to the deathwatch. I want to be soothed by the deathwatch as it ticks my life away. I want to get away from the outside. The outside that never wanted me. I want to hide here. Hide in my shelter. No one can find me. No one at all. No one will find me, I'm not there anymore. I'm here. The deathwatch calms me and once it stops I shall be free.