Nobody

That one will die like all the rest.
But in a way we dare not test.
Circle the rim of the sharp, jagged glass.
Forget the words that hang in the past.
“She’s nothing more,” he said with a grin,
“than a useless nobody that has worn thin.”
A pale excuse that shakes me numb.
Tell no one what I’ve become.
I’d plead with you to solemnly swear.
When time runs short for me, you won’t be there.
For I’m the nobody, a killer at best.
Slowly preparing to take the holy rest.
Tell me, angel, have you come.
To take back the soul that tried to run.
Turn the corner and turn the page.
A dying bird inside a cage.
Please tell me who you are.
I can see nothing but the bleeding scar.
I can’t turn my head and look away.
For killing me, I’d hope you’d stay.