GOODBYE

It's too late.
I've lost my battlefield.
I had my chance there but I lost it.
See the wounds on me?
They came from the errows from Cupid;
They became permanent mark of failure and sarrow.
You treated me like a leech
Take a look at yourself
You knew how the kid within you have done
The salt melted me
The fire burned me
I was in the dark
I have no idea how bad I was hurt
Now that you left me motionless
in this void nothingness blank swamp
My body withers and silently shriek within
Is this a vengeance on me?
For my being too close to you?
For being parasitic?
Am I getting too close to your core?
Did I ever get into your heart?
Am I being parasitic?
Am I the one all the blame should be attached to?
Nothing matters now
Now that my shrunkened body has become a dot.
Let it be a period, notre fin de la siecle,
la fin de moi, et de la roman.