There isn’t a way I haven’t died already.
What I want never has or will matter.
So this unending suffering must be hell.
Another cold, slaving automaton, tells me I’m apparently
“ still breathing”.
So they refuse to bury me…
yet.
I pin an old folded unpaid bill to my chest
it reads
“ not, that anyone cares but,
I WOULD PREFER TO BE CREMATED !”
I don’t eat or drink
and when the thick pudding blood sprays out of my parched throat
as I try to protest…
I don’t want these I. V. in me
I can’t pay for it and I don’t want it”
It’s nearly so inaudible .
again
No one cares or listens...
What I want or need never has
or will...
Apr 24
Apr 24, 2026 at 8:41 PM UTC
There isn’t a way I haven’t died already.
What I want never has or will matter.
So this unending suffering must be hell.
Another cold, slaving automaton, tells me I’m apparently
“ still breathing”.
So they refuse to bury me…
yet.
I pin an old folded unpaid bill to my chest
it reads
“ not, that anyone cares but,
I WOULD PREFER TO BE CREMATED !”
I don’t eat or drink
and when the thick pudding blood sprays out of my parched throat
as I try to protest…
I don’t want these I. V. in me
I can’t pay for it and I don’t want it”
It’s nearly so inaudible .
again
No one cares or listens...
What I want or need never has
or will...
I'm not sad. I'm beyond that. I don't want or need counselling... your advice or your pity.. also one can only empathize with a thing that they can understand
