Reflections II

Sinking towards the inescapable brink
I toss and turn into an endless dream
My wounds are blowing up the streets
As I reflect on what it means to me
The last words I wrote still stand, and remain
Maybe it is for the best that I will decay
I’d rather not witness what the world will become
I’ll never fall apart, because of time’s wicked game
I’ll never fall out of love, I’ll never cry on their days
You know what?
I think I’m ready
Take me already please
Fuck this place
The storm is over, pack your bags, I won’t wait longer
I wish to die right now
Thank you