No Children

I hope that our few remaining friends

Give up on trying to save us.

I hope we come out with a fail-safe plot

To piss off the dumb few that forgave us.

I hope the fences we mended

Fall down beneath their own weight.

And I hope we hang on past the last exit,

I hope it's already too late.

And I hope the junkyard a few blocks from here

Someday burns down.

And I hope the rising black smoke carries me far away,

And I never come back to this town again.

In my life, I hope I lie,

And tell everyone you were a good wife.

And I hope you die,

I hope we both die.

I hope I cut myself shaving tomorrow;

I hope it bleeds all day long.

Our friends say it's darkest before the sun rises;

We're pretty sure they're all wrong.

I hope it stays dark forever,

I hope the worst isn't over.

And I hope you blink before I do,

And I hope I never get sober.

And I hope when you think of me years down the line,

You can't find one good thing to say.

And I'd hope that if I found the strength to walk out,

You'd stay the hell out of my way.

I am drowning.

There is no sign of land.

You are coming down with me,

Hand in unlovable hand.

And I hope you die,

I hope we both die.