goodbye world

If I choose to leave, it will be my choice.
The pain is too much & getting
difficult to cure.
We are like glass vases,
once we’re broken, we can
never place the pieces back together
in the same way again.
My entire
being is shattered, torn up, and
mounds of hurt & pain flooding into
my system with each and every second
that goes by.
goodbye,
and whenever I choose to
leave, may I leave in peace, with no
regrets, worries, or promises to fulfill.