May Poem by Augustus Carter

May is good but it gets worse
this year and last
I just wish may never came
it is good for it holds my birthday
now though it contains my death date
ever since may of last year
for i was happy until then
now it seems like it may happen again
I find my love
but when may comes around love seems to leave
last year the one I love left me
this year I leave the one I love
I will come back to see her again
yet it will seem like forever
so now may contains instead of my birthday
a day I wish never happen the day I wish I was gone
The day I wish I have never been born,
for no one would notice let alone even care
if I just mysteriously vanished and left and never came back
if I left this empty, dark, dreadful, and lonely world.