My heart is pounding out of my chest

I long and strive for final rest

I want this to end

Goodbye, my dear old friend

You have comforted me for so long

False comfort, because the problems remained strong

My mind was gone, is gone

Has been gone for too long

Sick, sadistic, self-inflicted

Tricked, malicious, unpredicted

Predetermined, learned, and relearned

Insanity, doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different result.

If that's insanity.. we're all insane.

It will never come to a halt

Expectations are ironic

Few are minor, most are chronic

What's the result?

It's all my fault.

It will always be my fault.

In the words of my father,

"It's fun to point the finger"

Until the finger is on the trigger.