Existence

The feeling to exist is craved by others, not just myself. Why is it that only a particular amount of us feel as if we don’t exist, that everywhere we go no on notices us, not even old childhood friends. It’s as if the only way to get people to notice us is to commit the most courageous deed, suicide. But then the attention we’ve always craved won’t be felt.

Why is it that in modern society, the only way to get notices is to do what others fear? This here alone proves to you how corrupted our society truly is. What if everyone worldwide felt like they didn’t exist but there were the outliers who felt life but craved what everyone else felt. 

Death.

Our society has pushed us to the point where we accept death, some crave it so much that they die for it. Maybe the people who have committed suicide felt as if death is the only relief, I believe them.

People say that suicide is cowardly, that it’s a disgrace to the human race. What’s is there that is cowardly about tying that knot, taking those pills or running that blade against your throat? What’s cowardly is allowing yourself to push someone to the point of them not wanting life. When you change someone’s life to the point where all they can think about is harming and killing themselves.

That is cowardly.