Nothing to miss

Goodbye is powerless,
it means nothing you see.
You've always been here,
and you said goodbye to me.

I love you is powerless
It's so often been said.
And that I believed you
is what I most regret.

Depressions are powerless,
it's what guides my life.
But nobody really cares,
when I pick up that knife.

Sacrifices are powerless,
nobody makes them anymore.
Maybe it's hard to admit,
maybe this truth is such a bore.

Freedom is powerless,
which isn't really that bad.
Because freedom means nothing
but being exceptionally dead.

Wisdom is powerless,
it leaves you without hope.
And no one will listen,
I just can't seem to cope.

Life is powerless,
because the lack of all this.
But if there's a heaven,
at least there's nothing I would miss.