Dying without a care

Crushed like a rock, I crumble and fall. To the bottom I go where I stumble and crawl.

My body is mangled, and beaten to death. I'm waiting for, my very last breath.

As I float to the sky, I see the town. The place I use to live, when I was around.

As the memories stay, my life fades away. My only last wish is to see your face.

The look you gave when you saw me die. You scream to yourself while asking why.

And you realize it now, I never did care. I rather of died then to live with this nightmare.

This life you call great and I call hell. We both are different as you can tell.

I leave you this note for you to see, that this death of mine was meant o be. I crashed to the ground in a depressing fall, and therefore I'm dead and deserve it all.