Day 1

Putting out there my misery. Sorry for the bad energy.

dear Death,

You can take me now.
I swear I'll be good.
Why would you want me to stay here when all I feel is the emptiness?
Don't you want me back?
Didn't you love me?
You took everyone I loved; Just take me too
Take me to my dog.
That's all I ask.
Even at my highest, I will be sad.
It seems that the tools required to make my life better require work to use.
It seems I don't have the motivation.
It seems that motivation passed me up at birth.
It also seems I might've been robbed of love.
I see why you don't want me.
A hug then maybe?
I must hug myself, you say?
I'd cry my life away.

So you see, there's no winning.

There's no winning with you either.