The End

The end of a relationship.

Pain of my existence,

Am I only here to be ignored?

Speak around me,

Thoughts compound me,

Still you should some more.

Silence.

You weren’t speaking to me.

I just take up space,

Rid of me.

You keep talking about

My space, as if I

Didn’t exist.

Will you be happy

When I am finally gone?

Will you even remember

What a burden I was?

Maybe I am already gone.

Not mental.

Just not yours to demand;

Command.

Dark.

Silence.

Existing in only

This mere moment.

Gone.

Strife.

Taken from me;

Destroyed.

Should I destroy

What you value most,

Above all other things.

I could do that

But you know I won’t.

You don’t even know me,

But you know that.

Scream.

Claw.

Madness.

God, this is such bliss.