A good-bye to thoses who don care anyway

My tears stain the paperOn which I so carefully writeAs I let my feelings goOn this my last nightMy blood is spilling to the floorI promised I’d try to fightI know that this is wrongBut I’m to weary to do things rightI dont seem important to anyoneNo one seems to careI dont exist as it isSo who’d notice if I’m not thereI never asked for any of thisBecause I knew what I would feelAnd now that I have lived with thisI know I can nolonger dealSo this is my last Good-byeTo those who wish I’d stayBut I can see that this was pointlessBecause you never loved me anyway

By The Evil Cheezman

Purveyor of sacred truths and purloined letters; literary acrobat; spiritual godson of Edgar Allan Poe, P.T. Barnum, and Ed Wood; WAYNE MILLER is the head architect of EVIL CHEEZ PRODUCTIONS, serving up the finest in entertainment and edification for the stage, the page, and the twain screens, silver and computer. He is the axe-murderer who once met Andy Griffith.