If life is truly designed
I want nothing more
To do with it
If life turns out to be
Just another vast
Factory
I want nothing more
My complete disdain
Our infection spreading
If I had the bomb
…trust me
If I could end it all I would
No more regrets
The last of my empty thoughts
And memories forgotten
Stand alone – a complex
A dying wish – come to an end
Humanity is a thousand screams
Waiting to be silenced