wake me up when september ends

i'm tired.

exuasted from the fights,

sick of the wow talks,

worn out from all the dissapointment,

drained from the countless buckets of tears shed.

annoyed at how much i want us to work.

let me be numb,let me be dead,

only the taste of bittersweet wine shall i partake.

indulging in the pleasures of singlehood.

for now let me sleep,

and let me never wake till this nightmare fades away.