Kiss Goodnight

A rather depressing poem.

I want to live happily --
Not contentedly.
I want my life back to normal --
Not chaotic.
I want my friends --
Not enemies.
Every night I cry -- everyday I hide -- my pain is my only link to life.
Angel of Death gently plants another kiss goodnight upon my forehead.
I want to have good dreams --
Not nightmares.
I want to make happy memories --
Not regrets.
I want to be happy --
Not depressed.
I am so lonely -- so sad -- I'm always crying and I can't stop.
Angel of Death gently plants another kiss goodnight upon my forehead.
I want to help --
Not hurt.
I want to fly --
Not fall.
I want to sing --
Not scream.
I am alive but not living -- I feel like my whole life is just a mess -- I have no control.
Angel of Death gently plants another kiss goodnight upon my forehead, pausing to caress my cheek with one skelatal hand.
I don't care what happes anymore -- I just want to lay and sleep all day and night -- forever.
Angel of Death gently plants one last kiss goodnight upon my icy lips.
Sleeping soundly -- dreaming of sweet fantasy worlds -- maybe my dreams will become reality and I will finally be happy.

 

Angel of Death gently kisses me goodnight -- but I'm already asleep.

Author's Note

I wrote this in one of my math classes.