Goodbye

How I felt this morning when my mother decided that all I am is a lying peice of s**t that cares about no one but herself. Although maybe she thought that all along.

I'm...So...Tired

Of Life,

Of Love,

Of everything.

The pain stopped

A long time ago.

I don't feel it

Anymore,

Yet still the torture continues.

"Witch! Witch!" they cry.

But "Witch" with a "B"

She says I'm no better

Than Terrorists!

I don't want to care anymore.

I want to bleed away

What's left

Of this sad existance

I lead.

So goodbye I say,

A mere whisper on the wind,

As my soul floats away.