I stir at the break of day
Knowing from today I am one second closer
To the moment of oblivion.
My body and soul are being ripped from me.
The insatiable parasites
With one view to further their own ends
Haunt me for they know I will stop giving
Cease to provide as I do now
At some point soon to arrive.
From my depths they are sucking me dry
Taking from me what can never be given back.
It’s finite but they don’t see
What greed can bring about.
One day it will all end
There will be nothing
I will be nothing
Just a gasping shell
Unable to breath
Unable to live
Unable to provide.
So I cry at my expected demise.
I tried to warn them
Sent them signs.
But when ignorance is a default setting,
There is not much I can do
When they wont help themselves.