Until I Am No Longer

It’s not what you want to hear,

So I won’t tell you now,

But someday maybe you’ll see

We're both better off without me.

It’ll be hard as Hell at first--

At least that’s what it would be like

For me

If I lost you.

But life is already like Hell for me,

And I think you’d be fine eventually.

I think I’d be better off away from here,

Not having to gasp for air.

And I think you’d be okay,

And I think I might finally be happy

All alone,

All by myself,

Far from this claustrophobic island,

full of people

and yet so empty.

So I'll go all alone

Just me.

Thinking.

Not thinking

Thinking:

No more pain

No more stress

No more exhaustion

No more memories

Finally rid

Of your depression,

His depression,

Her depression,

My depression,

Our depression,

MY

DEPRESSION.

Finally done,

And no longer thinking--

just being

just being

just being

until I am no longer.