One Day


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.



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