SHALL I?

The worst person to ever exist,
Shall I breathe ash of the scorched?
Shall I slit veins of the old?
Shall I bury deep of what remains?
Shall I erase the legacies?
Shall I deny that the past follows?
Shall I, shall I, shall I?
Shall I run, shall I hide?
Shall I drown in the river, deep and down?
After me, it creeps slow, sleek; embrace of the icy sleep.
Shall I cut off the cord, umbilical?
Am I the worst person to ever exist?