Queue ******
hands sweating
heart racing
focus, eyes glazing.
Queue Regret;
composure,
"why couldn't I maintain it?"
I am rich, not one of the unsightly poor!
"Why, why couldn't I maintain it?"
This sequence in trance, I was so sure!
**** WHY COULDN'T I MAINTAIN IT?"
Everyone is gone, FATE everlasting so cruel.
Queue Hope;
in that darkest hour I was prompted and asked:
"Do you wish to CONTINUE?"
A new beginning, a fresh start, reset and CONTINUE!
"Life is fleeting", that's what I have always been told.
"Do you really wanna do that?"
Why can't you move on, like every other ode.
"Do you really wanna do that..?"
Uncanny sentiment ramping in thought: "Alt_Delete__Control_"
Queue End:
Oh how you have played out to be
nothing but a sequence
a sequence that leads to
_End Process Tree._
"Are you really gonna do that?"
stopping not one, but ALL _.exe's_
"Seriously STOP, DON'T DO THAT!"
_NO_
self love
belief
friends or family
Could possibly save me,
from this already played out self tragedy.
Feb 9, 2018
Feb 9, 2018 at 1:21 AM UTC