Please, take me in already

Am I a coward who can't face

The daily struggles from the moment I open my eyes or

Am I so courageous that in spite of this heavy unwillingness, I still rise every morning and face these mundane and almost ludicrous tasks?!

What is this?

Why is this so hard for me?

What is the ultimate purpose for this constant fight?

What for and for what?

Everything will inevitably end

Just like all roads lead to an end

A precipice?

A wall?

I would jump if I only knew the fear would cease

I would smash my face with all my might if I only knew the ache would stop

I am ready!! READY, you hear?!

So, please, come and take me

End this unforgiving battle

I am weary