You fill me with rage unknown to me,
never listen to my instructions or advice.
You always think you know best,
never take the time to think twice.
You deplete my natural resources,
taking advantage because I’m too nice.
You have been a part of my good will,
for longer than the lucky roll of a dice.
All my soul’s nurture faded from my bones,
turning into an impenetrable ice.
A body stenched with volatility,
replaced the fragranced shy.
I would rather be alone,
take your life.
Than spend another second with you.
In the void,
that is your voice.