Forgetting you, friend

The starkness of you leaving me...

Fresh out of feelings,
I regress into post-sentient abandonment
of life.
My mind is naked,
and the starkness of you leaving me
forges a demon in my soul.

I hope you die inside a little more
everytime you think of me.
I hope you're filled with regret.
If you ever fight the same way
I'm fighting, I wish to close my eyes
and forget.