Please. End. Now.

Ending. Where you at, dog?
My mind in a continual fog.
New element: constant abuse.
At this point, what's the use?

Cannot expect it to happen naturally.
Nor in my cards, fortuity.
So I must carefully plan.
Since others refuse to understand.

No notes, no clues.
An ending, rather, of this abuse.
This life an effrontery,
To the most basic of human decency.

Body broken, and my mind
Given all, yet called unkind.
By the one who promised magik;
If that's what this is, you can have it.

You should have left me as I was found
At least by now I'd be in the ground.
Or in an box, maybe an urn;
Either way, free from this earth.

Your pettiness, and my pain;
This futility, exercise in vain.
From nothing, nothing returned;
When, you may ask, will I learn?

All I have given, still;
You say nere from me to pay bills?
Nothing left to give.
No good reason to live.

Let me go. A patch that has finally worn.
Please, for me, do not morn.
DO NOT! I forbid you.
Especially after what you put me through.