Pain.

Its all I've ever known.

Brutal. Vile. Merciless. Pain

Is what I've become accustom to.

Pain.

The pain of hurt, the pain of loss, the pain of enough loneliness that makes you cry. The pain that keeps the ruler of Nabari alive.

The pain of being me.

I hate being me.

Me without him.

Its like I'm a ghost who couldnt find the light that keeps me from being stuck here in a literal world of... Pain. Without the fun of haunting the people I despise. Instead I'm being haunted by my past, current future and even the freakin present.

I hate being me.

Me without him.

So here I am.

With the smell of salt water lurking in my nose. Sea breeze hitting my face. Under the light of the glowing moon. Fantasizing about what it would be like drowning. People say its the best way to die. But how would they know that. Being alive and shit. I guess there's only one way to find out. And I pray to whoever's listening that I dont live to tell the tale.