Things are coming to a close
Ending before they began
I have fought it for years now
Doing the best that I can
Wasting away to nothing
As if I were already dead
Any hope of escaping
Turns to nothing instead
I am an alien here
Anathema to it all
Though there’s no need for love
When one has already lived too long
You’re so vicious to yourself
So uncharacteristically unkind
You let others’ cruelties
Build a wall inside your mind
Maybe I could stand
In some other life
But despite my efforts here
Peace has not come with time
You’re the only one who cares
Who told me that I could be loved
Words can not express my gratitude
But to the decay I’ve succumbed