Nuisance
I am utterly alone
here I sit, with the presence of no one beside me
and I cannot help but picture the bliss of my disappearance from this earth
I wish for no one to mourn me
or worry of my questionable fate
for I know where I am going
Surely I will see the fiery pits soon
yet I cannot help but to love God for all He has done for me
-I am far beyond being undeserving of His blessing
Though my disappearance will alert few, if any
I know God will remember me
but sadly, and pathetically, this is not enough
I grow anxious of what is to come
and constantly I catch myself in a daydream of a bloody knife with my name on it
too bad it will probably stain my tile floor
The time has now come...it is now that I will leave forever
If only I could think of one person to pass my belongings to
-they'll simply vanish, parallel to me
I pray for eternal bliss
but the answer I know
Here I Come, Lucifer...are you ready for me?
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