O, for death to follow me so,
What have I done to deserve such attention?

What I want is never what I have,
I never have what I want
I make things worse, changing them
With that foul four letter word

All I seek is pain,
For it is all I know.
Sometimes I delude myself into
Thinking that I have found more, but
I am wrong, always wrong

Never to truly taste of the sweet
Nectar which is love
Never to find the one that makes
Me feel whole again for more than
A short while, for a
Whisper, teardrop, breath, I fall
As I have before, too far too fast
Will you catch me? or will
I pick myself up again, battered and broken.

They always leave, even if they
"Promise" otherwise. I've heard that
Line before, don't waste it on me, I
No longer care. For anyone other
Than myself, for long anyway

All I bring is pain, it's all I know
I've only glimpsed a shimmer of
Perfection, and I know I'll never reach
The place that allows that which is
Perfect to touch me, and finally make me
Whole, a whole person no longer the
Broken pieces I have seen for so long.

Let me be, leave me to my moment of
Peace, don't worry I won't be long...