I hope it all goes well for you

After our goodbye

I’ll be back to normal

After a good long cry

I’ll be asking myself

All the big questions, WHY

I’ll be fighting the urge

Of wanting to die

I’ll be sulking and wishing

Things would go right

I’ll be pretending and wishing

You were still here at night

I’ll be wishing you’d die

I’ll be holding your ghost tight

I’ll be waiting for your demise

While I laugh at your plight