I shall wake tomorrow
Just like I awoke today
Wondering why death did not take me in the night

People in mourning
Wearing solid black
They cry for their broken hearts,abandoned by their loved one

I stare intrigued at these ungrateful ones
If they knew my want to die
Maybe they could see how blessed is the one now deceased

My heart cold and atrociously still beating
I pray night after night for death to come to me
I know not of what I must do

What more can I take
Why must I endure this hell they call life
Take my breath,and let me die

I walk through my life,misanthropic
Silently I recite these words in my head
"Take me,kill me,Make me die...."
 
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