Hitch-Hike

Do you ever wish you'd never been born? Never again? Do I play a role in your misery? Or, did our paths cross to confirm inevitable suffering? I'm weak and addicted. Mayonnaise brain. Unfiltered rants that indulge self hate. Pushing the limits. I don't want to be what I created. Seem is adjacent. No satisfaction. Coincidence is comfortable in the simile of simplicity. Just one second and we fall. Gravity is there. I accepted whatever outcome Without a breath of consequence. Never again.