A Synthetic Soul
Goodnight
As I sit here with a knife to my wrist.
I wonder if I'll even be missed.
I know you don't care
but to me it's not fair.
These words in my mind
do nothing but remind me of trials and tribulations.
Confrontations, allegations, expectations, frustrations.
This is goodbye.
I'm happy to die.
No reason to live.
No reason to forgive.
Swallowed by hatred.
Devoured by disgrace.
If only to erase
my place in existence.
To be successfully rewarded by my persistence.
Now it is finished.
My life is diminished.
Now to your delight.
Now I say goodnight.
I wonder if I'll even be missed.
I know you don't care
but to me it's not fair.
These words in my mind
do nothing but remind me of trials and tribulations.
Confrontations, allegations, expectations, frustrations.
This is goodbye.
I'm happy to die.
No reason to live.
No reason to forgive.
Swallowed by hatred.
Devoured by disgrace.
If only to erase
my place in existence.
To be successfully rewarded by my persistence.
Now it is finished.
My life is diminished.
Now to your delight.
Now I say goodnight.