~ The Poem ~

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My soul twists and burns,
Every day is a struggle, I can only just hope
That one day my time will come,
For when I leave this ungrateful life,
No will miss my one single soul,
No one will care
That I am gone.

My life drags on,
Not a single bit of respect.
I’m expected to live
I’m expected to be free.
When my only hope is to leave
This worthless life of mine.
But when I leave
No one will miss my soul,
No one will care
I don’t expect them to.

I weep and weep
In despair
My life is causing so much pain.
I’m struggling to live
I’m struggling to keep my head straight
The world is spinning,
I’m losing touch
From the outside world
I’m running around this endless maze
Trying to get out.

I’m screaming
I’m screaming
Begging the overlord of hell
To end my life
To end my suffering.
No one will care,
I don’t expect them to.

Still trapped in this endless maze, 
Trying to get out.
Wandering around in circles
Begging for a ray of hope
But of course I do not get hope
For I am the dead weight
That everyone carries around

My only wish
Is that I will be missed
When I die
For then I will have proven a point
That I’m not just a dead weight
That everyone has to carry around
For I am no longer here
To cause an inconvenience to them
And their daily lives

I wish they would miss my one boring soul
But they won’t
And I also know that
They won’t  care
And I don’t expect them too.

~ Mi Sun ~

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