I’d gladly make your wish come true

You keep asking me to kill you
To put you out of your misery
I would gladly do so if I could
But then I would be the one blamed
Blamed for your death, for “helping” you
So you make me miserable
You keep saying it

I’d gladly take you from this world
A world you bring stress and pain to
Every where you go you spread the sorrow
You make people so sad
So I’d gladly take your life
If I wouldn’t be blamed

Time and time again you ask me
“would you be better off if I didn’t wake up?”
I give no answer, but so badly did I want to say
I wish you would just do it already


I hate you just as much as you hate your self, if not that, then more
You bring this on your self
life isn’t as harsh as you make it out to be.
But I keep these things to myself and never let them out
Thoughts that multiply in my head as the days go by
Of how I’d gladly make your wish come true