No More

Poem about dark thoughts during a tough time

Cut wrists, slit throats
No one will ever know.
Always someone more important,
Someone who really matters
Who are you, sitting in the same old chair?
Who are you, does anyone care?
Time goes by too quickly
Meant for someone else
Angels go to heaven
I go to hell
But the joke’s on the devil
I don’t care where I go
I’m in his place already
Not even dead
But there nonetheless
Nothing matters
Nothing hurts
I feel nothing
No hate for my enemies
No hurt for my friends
No love for myself
This is why it ends
Today
Here
Now
I go
To face the unknown
When I am gone
My friends will be free
As will my family
Everyone happy
No one sad
Eliminate my nightmares for good
No more counting
No more hateful food
No more talking
No more tablets
Just one final dose
Stop
The end.