My Last Poem

I'm hating everything,
Quitting everything
That I once liked.
I'm letting go of poetry.

Why is the world only cruel to me?
I can't carry the burden.
I can't write poetry anymore—
This is my last poem,
Because I can't fight anymore.

But now,
I'm quitting.
My last wish—
To fade away in deep slumber
And never wake up.

With a heavy heart,
Goodbye to you all.
Writing poetry helped me a lot
In erasing the dark thoughts.
Adieu.