Life and Reason For Living

"I've found my reason for living" 

I've said this sentence once . . 
But now I take back my words . . 
what's with that sentence ?? 
I mean . . what's wrong with me ?? 
Me ? 
found a reason for living ? 

For a moment . . Yes . . 
But now ? I've back to my senses . . 

Hah ! 
Like Hell I'll think about this life !! 
I never wish to be born in this world to begin with . . ! ! 

I'm sick and tired with this life . 
I want to sleep . . 
and I wish I never wake up . . 

But here I am ! 

Yes . . 
I've back to my senses . . 
back to my old self . . 
and I realize that there's no such thing as "Reason for Living" . . 

And I always -I mean always- right about my dogma . . 
"Human lives only to wait for his / her time to die" 
so , why would I care about this life and its reason to live it ? If in the end I just end up as a corpse . . 
covered by blood ? maybe . . 
decapitated to pieces ? I don't know . . 
has so many holes in it ? that might be . . 
burnt ? It can also happen . . 

But anyway . . 
I'll thank God as soon as I die . . 
because I don't have to prolong my sufferings, pain, sorrow, despair, grudge, and those things . . 
and I can finally rest in peace . .