Fantasy

I want the world to burn, I want to disappear. I want to stop the pain I feel, I don’t want to be here. I feel overwhelmed, And wish to die. Just to feel a simple emotion, When I cannot cry. I dream of ending my suffering, Of slicing through every vein. But each time I try to escape, My efforts are in vain. I dream of emptiness, Because I cannot feel the joy. I dream, But feel no release. I live a life I destroy. And each time I cut, I come closer to what I fear. I wonder what would happen, If I let go and lie here. I’ve often thought of dying, So much better than crying. I dream of it, Like a fantasy. A dream I want, But cannot see. There are so many times I’ve had the chance, The chance to end it all. Yet I keep falling, Falling and failing just to stall. Maybe I’ll finally make it, Kill myself and end the call. Then I’ll find peace and end my endless fall. But don’t cry for me, I feel nothing at all. I’m better off dead, Than enduring the pain of my brawl.