One Day
One day
You won’t have to get out of bed
You won’t have to wash your face
Get dressed or get ready for work
You won’t have to pack your briefcase
One day
There won’t be words anymore
You won’t have to hear yourself think
No more internal conversations
No need to eat, sleep or drink
One day
The things that you worry about
Will all have ceased to exist
The carbon life forms you consider friends
Nobody left to be missed
One day
You’ll be, and the next day
You won’t
An empty space in your chair
And one day it will be as if
You were never really there.