I present here
My silent plea
To someone,
To anyone:
Please,
Rid me of my addiction.
It aches,
Everything,
Each and every bone within my body
From my neck
To my spine,
From the soreness of my limbs
To the exaustion
That has ruined me.
My ribs will cave in,
And my lungs will not hold air;
I will suffocate slowly,
Deprived of everything I wish to be.
I cannot continue down this path,
Yet I will;
I know I cannot stop myself.
I am a noble empire in decline,
Falling into disrepair,
Forging my own destruction
With my own two hands,
Yet doing nothing to prevent it.
If anyone can hear me,
If anyone will listen,
Without exasperation
For my endless line of mistakes,
Save me from these impulses,
Please, I beg of you,
Help me.
I want this to end;
I still have hope.
There is a way
Just guide me there,
Hold my hand,
Tell me it's okay
Before I convince myself
That it never will be.
Still,
I know
In the other corner of my heart,
I have already resigned myself.
If this is the pain I must feel,
Give it all to me
So I am numb
Dulled
Crushed under the pressure.
All or nothing:
Let me be
Or kill me,
Just choose one or the other.
If I am to be infected
With all these flaws,
With all these bodily pains,
Kill me already.
Why do you hold back?
I am already robbed of peace;
I cannot rest.
Is that not enough?
I plead you
Pry everything away from me
Whilst I kick and scream
Otherwise I will never let go.
If technology will be my downfall,
Cut free the tumor
Or let it consume me.
Choose one or the other.
I am tired.
I am waiting,
Awaiting your decision.
Tell me, fate
What will you choose for me?
Set me free
Or take me all.
The choice is yours;
I have already lost the ability to make mine.