Never a priority only an option
Never was I chosen first, not even did I choose me.
Why do I keep lingering, when I can choose not to exist.
To breathe, not live, a level I've reached and exceeded.
Now all there is, Is a wish to sleep
Be in a dream I won't wake from
Part from the living into nothingness
Might be bliss and might not be
Lived in nothing but hell, living I wish not to continue,not anymore.