I Don't Care

August 19, 2015

I don't care.

I don't care that my life is slowly

Slipping away.

That days are dark as the

Darkest nights.

I don't care

That the hole I'm slowly sinking into

Is getting deeper,

Deeper, and

Deeper,

Until it's deeper

Than the deepest realm of space.

I don't care that the sun

Rises in the morning

Nor that it sets at night.

I don't care how long the days are

For they all are years to me.

It doesn't matter that my sanity is slipping away with every tear that falls.

I don't mind that the abyss is getting deeper.

I don't care that

The world is falling,

Falling,

Until I am left hanging by a thread.

That the candle of my soul is being snuffed out

Flame by flickering flame.

I wouldn't care if this second could be my last

If this last breath I draw would be the end.

I just don't care

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