Let Death Come Quickly

LET DEATH COME QUICKLY

Let death come quickly
And take me from this agony called life
The sun may shine
Yet it brings me no warmth.

The Birds may sing
Yet their song lands on deaf ears
And the breeze that they soar on
Only deepens my mood.

My depression is grave,
My will has gone
And from this cancerous world
This ever-increasing urge to move on.