u/EffectiveGarbage2679

I wish for death that embraces me quickly.
I hope for the despair that swallows you whole.
I will celebrate to be grieved—daily, monthly, yearly.
I shall grovel at death’s door, just for you to condole.

I want to see you engulfed by your tears.
I need to feel appreciated when it’s too late.
I long to hear the wails and sniffles in my ears.
I pray for the sin I ache to create.

I dream of the nightmares that shall haunt you.
I happily wait for the madness about to ensue.
I rejoice in thinking about your regret—
I know that this is as good as it will get.

Only until my fantasy can turn into reality,
I write about what could be, should be, and will be.
Lament as I ponder resting peacefully, eternally—
To bask in your sorrow, misery, and melancholy.

Mourn me.