Declining

Life is still continuing to haunt me I will only count until the last day One day, I hope my wish will set me free But for now, I will wait until next may All i could ever ask for is some rest Though my mind keeps bringing up my cold past Im just so uncontrollably depressed I'm wondering why I can't get what i asked Everything I have had once is now dead And every part of me is also gone I honestly would like for this to end It feels like my body has been withdrawn If you had come back, i might've been fine Though i know you would've declined Must it be like this Everything is so quiet and dull I dont enjoy this