Abyss

I hate you.

The fact that you think you own me,

I’m trapped.

My world is nothing less than a black hole leading to an abyss of emptiness.

You enter the space in which I live in and I feel as though I don’t belong,

Just a walking figure that no longer exists,

The only person who seems to be able to see me is my own reflection.

I am dead.

You have brought death to me.

I no longer breathe your air.

I no longer see your old decrepit face.

My worn out ears no longer eats your masculine voice.

I try not to think.

I try not the feel.

I want to be numb.

One bullet.

That’s all it took for me to escape this misery.

I am free.

I’m flying with a grin.

Looking down on you and how sad your life is.

Now its your turn to wait for death.

Like an old dying tree, yet its life never ending.

Suffer.