A Sunny Day In May

I took my life on a sunny day in May for no other reason than I was tired... Tired of the blackness of my heart, the loneliness I can never explain And the incessant chatter in my mind Tired of the futility of believing anything is pure, or true Or that Love could find in me, a glimmer of something worth saving Tired of the feebleness, the wavering, and the indecision Tired of the crushing weight of relentless regret, The rage of existence without purpose, and the indifference of irrelevance I know you don’t understand I don’t expect it, but I long for it all the same For an embrace that would consume me, and devour my shame But you cannot meet me here on this broken path All hope burned to ashes I glare desperately through the dark glass As storms gather in the distance And those I loved, and who I wished I had become Passed before the eyes of my wretched heart And I, finally alone in the cold silence, Remain forever chained in madness, speechless in my oblivion Beyond the reach...