Dying Is Easy It Is Living That Scares Me

I wish I am dead.

Killing myself is not an option because it is irresponsible.....but I want to die. Dying is easy, it is living that scares me.

I have nothing to look forward to. I find no purpose in my life and my job is meaningless.

I am envious and admire those who enjoy their lives. Maybe they too find their lives lack colour but they move on and they learn to live.

Why can't I be more like them? Why can't I see beauty in this world? And why do I allow negativity to move slowly within me?

I am tired of living, breathing and being alone. I want to die.

Someone, whoever out there, please kill me!