This time is real. It will disappear in a matter of seconds. I want to look back at my life with silence. A silence that defies anger and justification. I don't want regret to make its way into my mind. Even if I burn with rage, I still want to look back on my life like a quiet sequence of frames.
I want to accept my past, with all its darkness and its simplicity. I still know so little about my existence or purpose. I want to go quietly even if my time is up and I haven't found the answers.
I will look back in silence and say nothing. I will go just as I came...alone and in silence.