I have a splitting headache at the moment

Trying to smash open the window

Get an adrenaline shot

Running on deserted streets

Suppressed for too long

It was as if I had been holding back a cloud of anger in my heart that would not dissipate

I want to smash open the wine cabinet

But there is no desire to drink

Because it's not sober enough now

Treat these damn electronics all day

It doesn't seem to get you into deep thinking at all

I would like to go back to the trip of the previous month

Longing for such a busy life

It's terrible to have a day like this now

I want to lash out at everyone who makes a mistake on top of the online game

Normally, I must be full of swearing

But I didn't

It's as if the venting of those words is meaningless

It only makes you more aware that scolding and snarling is just something I can do right now

I hate this damn emotion

I love fighting

What I like is to be myself

I like to face difficulties in person

And not the current one

People communicate only on electronic devices

I looted a lot of supplies

But he didn't have an appetite at all

I try my best to taste every food

But I found it in vain

I seem to have lost my purpose

Become something that is born purely to survive

Whether that's someone or not, I don't know

All I knew was that it wasn't me

Damn it

How long will it take for such days to end?

I don't know what kind of creature I'm going to become

I can't afford to write those stories

I just want to indulge myself in exile

Forget it

Don't get that damn self-discipline anymore

I don't want to do things that I can do at any time of the day

The lazy sitting posture every day makes my waist very tired

Any recovery from yoga seems to be difficult to alleviate

All I know is that it was my pain

Like every damn moment of being trapped here

Does that noise make sense of those voices?

It just seems to keep my anger burning

I want to burn those garbage heaps

Burned old newspapers

Burned the broken bread

Let those fires burn my eyes

This is my karmic fire

It is also my salvation

In the screams of those monsters

I walked naked

Even if you die here

I will be resurrected here

I threw Molotov cocktails at the corpses of my dead comrades

Close that damn door

Pick up the relics of your comrades

Step into the lonely hunter's passage

Say goodbye

Next time I will take more things with me

Only this time

I decided to evacuate

Evacuate.

For next time

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