Its 4 am
I can't sleep
I am drained
Exhausted
Sapped
of all Life's energies.
Emotionally,
I am numb.
Intellectually,
I am depleted.
Physically,
I am tired.
Spiritually,
I feel like a ghost
who lived his life
and now
only have
useless memories.
Life is as interesting
as Sisyphus
condemned to
exerting all your strength
rolling the boulder
up the hill
and watch it
roll back down.
And then repeating
the whole process.
I wish to end it all,
so that my son
can benefit from my
life insurances.
Am probably worth more
dead than alive.
He is the ONLY reason
why I live
anyway.
I just want to hear
his little laughter.
Knowing my fucking luck,
his Mum will make him
hate me
anyway
