Gone

You had to make it worse,
You added your own little twist
I hope you are happy,
As soon I will cease to exist.

I will leave forever,
As soon as I can,
So here I do not stay,
To mess up your plan.

I’m sorry I came,
I’m sorry I cared,
For now I will say,
That I am prepared.

I’ll take this knife,
And put it to my throat,
On my birthday,
And this will be my quote.

“I’ve come and I will be gone,
Forever in this life,
Never again will I return,
After I kill myself with this knife.”