To Kill Myself Now

I’m empty, no mood, no nothing in me, No nerves yet I feel so uptight, And all I can say is “Don’t kill myself now, Not here in this dark lonely night.” So I sleep with an exhausted cramp in this back, Hearing the dead voices say, I’m resolutely defiant, “No, don’t kill myself now, I can exist through every dark day.” My arms weigh a ton, legs are all lead, No reason, not a single thought why, Still, “Don’t kill myself now, wait for the birds, Just wait for the sun in the sky.” Yet there’s nothing for me, no beautiful future, No reason for happy and laughter. I’m quietly resigned to: “Don’t kill myself now”, Of living a sad, glum ever after.