it´s time to die

He was looking for a secret place to hide away his shame.
His boredom
his lost battles
his dreams
his loneliness
his lack of personality
his being a looser a winner his ugliness his being handsome
his bret easton ellis and his jane austen
his being on top
getting fucked in the ass
his bright mornings
his last sunset

he was a dark star starting to fade away
and who would be soon gone away for good.
And nobody knew his name.
He has stop eating.
That is only the beggning. Soon his body will start hurting.
Chest
Stomach
Head
Legs
Arms
then he will know he is ready,
and the night will close his eyes.