Through The Haze

Life

My life is draining.
                                  Paining.
                                                 Staying.

Why does it stay?
Why do I have to pay?
Why won't it go away?

Life is a game.
It's driving me insane.

If I stay,
I have to play.

Life is not the game for me.
I guess I will have to leave.

Goodbye, all.
Nobody can hear me when I call.