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The death.
Some are afraid of him.
Others long for him.
And yet others don't care about death.
But they all have one thing in common ... because they will all die.
Sometime...

But not with me.
It's different with me.
I was born to die.
This is my destiny.
That's what I live for.
And that's the only reason I die ...

A heavy burden has been placed on me.
A burden heavier than death.
Harder than life.
Heavier than anything else.
The burden of death ...

I do exist.
But I still don't live.
I just wander.
Lonely...
Leaving...
Always with death in tow.

I can do what I want.
It won't save me anyway.
Because death cannot be shaken off.
He follows everyone.
And finds everyone.
He's chasing me too.
Even now ...

It is my destiny to die.
Am I sad about that?
Am i angry
Am i lonely
No, because I still live my life.
Have friends ...
Or enemies ...
Sometimes people take care of me too ...
Or worry about me ...
That's why I don't need to be afraid of death.

But it's a lie.
Because in truth I am sad.
Sad that I can't live my life the way I want to.
I am angry.
Angry that this fate hit me.
And i'm lonely
Lonely because death will rob me of everything.

It doesn't matter if I have friends.
Do I have a family?
Or people who care about me.
In the end I'll leave them all alone.
And I'll sink into loneliness myself.
Alone, in the dark beyond ...

But I can't tell anyone.
I can't talk to anyone about my fate.
I can't hurt any of them.
I don't want to hurt any of them.
So I live on ... among them ...
Outwardly happy or disinterested.
And sad or lonely on the inside.And that's how I will ultimately die.
Happy and fulfilled ...
But still angry and hopeless ...
And always with a wish.

The desire to live ...

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