No, it's not. The only people who say that are those who never needed it. The flick of the razor
, the taste of the tranquilizer
or the freedom
of the fall
are all quickly replaced by a fear that only the doomed
It is an exquisite fear
. The most poigniant feeling of all. It's an experience that is the most well-crafted thing in mortal existence, transcending all others.
It is the pain of oblivion
. The true knowledge that, for this brief parenthesis, you are truly alone. True, gutwrenching loneliness is the most incinerating pain of all.
For a immeasurable pause, all your gods and goddess
, friends and loved ones have abandoned you. Simply you, running face first into the brick wall that is to be your unrelenting nothingness
If I may quote Christian Slater
in Pump up the volume
, "But the unhappy truth is that sometimes being a teenager is less fun than being dead.
was never easy; neither the first time, nor the second.