The uselessness and loneliness

Every day feels like a lost opportunity, each second leads to inevitable death.Somedays it's hard to even stand up from my own bed, life is becoming unbearable.

The only thing I am sure about, is that one day all of it will wither away and only then I'll achieve peace on the other side. One day I will cure from the disease of life, but until then I still have to wake up with my aching body and repeat the cycle once again.