You can't kill someone that's already dead

Life is Beautiful

*** Yukine's POV **

It's not fair. Why don't they understand, the feeling of being dead. Knowing at least one person out there loved you, and now they're just standing over a useless dead body. Cold and still, soulless eyes and bloodied hands. Limbs bended in places they shouldn't and bones beaten until breaking point, twisted at awkward angles.
Sigh.
If only they knew what it was like being forgotten. Used as a tool, a weapon.
Would you sacrifice it all? Just for self loathing and pity. Hatred, anger, depression. Sure, I've faced all of those things. Doesn't make me any worse or better of a person. Just makes me a coward. A weakling. But I don't deserve this. Sleeping under whatever make shift roof we can find, eating whatever is left over. Wearing worn clothes that don't even help keep the cold out.
Great. What did I do? So what if I did a few bad stuff, doesn't mean I'm a bad person. Just means I'm human, but now ... Can I even be counted as human? Or am I not even that anymore. Maybe ... If I left... Would you swear on your life not to cry at my funeral? An old pile of unwanted bones, forgotten and unwanted. Useless. You fucking idiots, just open your eyes and see that life is beautiful.
You don't know what it's like being used, being alone. No one understands.... No. I'm not crying.
Alive.
Be happy to be alive.
Something I've forgotten how to be.
It's funny actually .. How life can be taken away as easily as it can be given.
Grab the bullet, load the gun, pull the trigger.
Then silence.
I thought what I'd find would be something better, a place to find peace.
But what I find instead is hell.
I never realised, this place hasn't become hell.
It was already hell and we'd never known.