i didn't ask you here so you could whisper,
sugar sweetened hatelings at my bedside.
i don't want any of your death bred banter,
intertwined with this - my last and final aside.

i didn't ask you here for your company:
i don't want to be inbetween your obtuse
put downs and your over performed charity,
while i hopefully lie semi demi comatose.

i won't ask you what should i have done,
i have your disdain forever for what - i didn't do,
after you found me to be the imperfect one,
meaning you now know - what i always knew!


So if could you get off 
early and finish me, 
quickly switch me off...
I will sing forever without you.