An apparition came to me today,

Told me I was nothing,

Born of ashes,

Doomed to return,

To less than ashes.

And with those words I am content,

If I am close to nothing,

Please god,

Reduce me to nothing.

Yet you raised me,

With grand delusions,

Oh, so grand.

Why?

You structured it,

The reality around me,

Weaving delusion with truth,

You said go,

How will you react?

And I've acted accordingly,

But please god,

If I am close to nothing,

Reduce me to nothing.

God giveth and he taketh away,

What we know as living as a billionaire,

What we know as having slept with hundreds of beautiful women,

What we know of as supreme knowledge,

What we know of as a technologically advanced world,

What we know as groundbreaking medicine,

What we know as having found true love and living happily ever after,

God can reduce to nothing.

So please god,

While I am close to nothing,

Before all that,

Reduce me to nothing.

I beg of you,

Do not give me the world,

Only to rip it from my arms,

Do not let me find love,

And wake me from a delusion.

Truth is what you make of it,

But please god,

If am close to nothing,

Reduce me to nothing.