The embers of my bitter revenge burn low,
leaving me with lingering anger and disappointment.
Their hatred for me fails to approach
the profound self-loathing that plagues my conscience.
In a final, desperate plea, I raise my gaze skyward.
Although I have received exiguous compassion in my life,
I implore the divine power of God,
a figure known for his mercy.
If the gates of Heaven are closed to me,
where shall I go when I plunge from this cliff?
Does damnation await me?
The verdict I have reached is clear.
I shall surrender to the flames that burn within
and embrace the infernal fires of Hell.
There, her warmth awaits to thaw my numb heart
and eternal perdition grants me respite
from this world's relentless torments.
I leap.
This is my choice, my final act of defiance
against a world that rejected me from the moment of my creation.
Just as swiftly as life had been bestowed upon me,
it is seized, like a candle flickering briefly
before being perpetually extinguished.