Withering Away

You’re going to miss me when I’m gone Home the one place I do not belong As spoken in first person Sometimes life just is not worth the cursing Infants, we casualties of less nursing From this very instance, situation worsens Walking in shadows Follow this mysterious league of adults Swallow my tears, but I cannot handle yours For I fear you may dismantle Losing whom you truly adore Purchase your freedom But how much scrutiny can you afford Gripping my throat, losing my edge Slipping as a goat, choosing my pledge Scandals out weigh my sledge As it appears, I’m still breathing Sincerely in days, I will be leaving Only hours foreshadow my doom Dreams no longer linger As my nightmares loom This darkened rose withers so soon You’re going to miss me When I’m gone Outcast, an unknown Home, the one place I do not belong You’re going to miss me when I’m gone