073. My Last Lie

I am dead inside.

What you see

may be my,

my last lie...

As I sit here,

and I cry,

a lonesome river,

that reaches the sky,

to where I say my goodbyes,

before I am gone forever,

and yet I still cry,

I apologize,

as I always have...

for all I’ve done,

and for all that is,

to come.

My death inside,

leads to my end;

to where I die alone,

and to where I am unknown.

I will be forgotten,

hopefully.

That is my wish,

for you to forget.

But you won’t.

You never do.

And neither do I,

that is my last lie.