Forgotten...

"being forgotten is worse than death..."
why??
when you are forgotten, you have to live the lonely days of agony.
you don't have the swift and final death to end your suffering, but a start of the deserted life you are condemned to.
it is like having warewolves after you.
you're garenteed to be shreaded into pieces, but wait, beside you, your luck has changed and you find a gun.
to spare yourself from ever experiencing their sharp teeth penetrating your skin, and the shreading of your body like an eager child unwrapping a gift, you hold the gun to your head.
you have your final thoughts, and then you put pressure on the trigger.
"CLICK"
your eyes snap open with fear...the gun, is...empty.
the pack of wolves are still charging at you like you're the only meal they've seen in months.
quickly, the thoughts of pain you are about to endure run through your mind.
you'll live to feel every splicing thing.
no one will hear your cries or give you sympathy,
no one is thinking of you or waiting for you,
you will never be looked for, never be found,
you are FORGOTTEN...