Do not wake me again no wishes, i have to repair this You cannot fix me, nor bind my wounds I am broken...forever I am all that you fear dispair, hopelessness, hate fear, cold, lonliness Do not wake me again I have dug my hole wide and deep and hungry I will satisfy its desires no hope, no life, no wants no needs, no joy, nothing Do not wake me again I do not wish to hear the birds I do not wish to smell the air it is rancid in its dread As I lay my head upon the pillow again I smile with contentment yes, I had rather be dead.
Stop trying to fix me. Death will do that for you.