Done

“Make the most of each day,” it is said,

“With the time left before we’re all dead!”

Well, I’ve had it—the stuff

That I’ve done is enough:
I say “Fuck it!” and go back to bed.

Bargaining via “If”

If I could grow wings, I would fly,

But I can’t—that’s why I don’t try;

If there wouldn’t be doom,

We’d be fine, I assume,

But there is, and we’re all going to die.

Acceptance: It’s Simple!

Here’s a truth which you can’t disavow:

In the end, life is no cat’s meow;

It’s getting quite late

For accepting your fate—

Let me know if you figure out how.