The heat wants me dead

They say the sun will cure my depression
I doubt that
This sun only heats my broken head up more
And what for?
I am here for no reason
My head pounds with all he questions I want to ask and answer
All the questions that no one wants to hear and no one wants answered
My head is so hot
I'd make a joke about being hot headed but then it wouldn't be a joke
The universe and all of its contents want us dead
The sun wants us dead
I want to be dead
You know the world feels wrong when I write
The world looks wrong when she naps and the world seems scary when he's not himself
But the world doesn't care
The world carries on
Why is it so hot today?