Cut my heart out of my chest,
I don't need it anymore.
Please adhere to my request;
On the ground, let my insides pour.
Feed me to the wolves that are raging,
That they may be content.
From this battle I am disengaging,
I am sick and tired of the torment.
It is time to wave the flag so white;
The victory will never be mine.
Leave me out in the cold, dark night,
I am tired, slay me now, for I resign.
10-18-04