Run Away From Me

Please don't come back for my dead body in the

Woods.

At least there my corpse would be the king of the

Flies

And my soulless body won't only be home to

Depression

and

Anxiety

and

"All that good shit."

Please don't come find me when I'm

Gone

Just remeber that I always be a burden on

Dear Mother Earth.

At least my dead body would help house

The maggots that now feed on the rest of my

Body.

Run away from me,

Like how I wished everyone else 

Did.