Once removed

I have removed any trace of me. 

Are you happy now, am I. 
I have removed my clothes are you pleased now, am I. 

I have removed my own expectations are you doing the same or different again. 

I took it all away the reminders of yesterday. 

I threw a wobbly and cleared out what I thought I could not throw away. 

Is this better or worse to not exist anymore.

You don't exist no more, no matter, no chore, no core, no inclination to be here or there. 

In time everyone else will be the same as you. 
Forgotten. 

So erase all your time here, you never existed and if they can't find a trace of you, that means you are still running. 

Run rabbit run. 

For there is very little time  left in the sun, son. 

My brother and mother will  stop running one day. 

Tears are all there is to say.