Edna's Christmas Farewell

I - On Christmas Eve (Am heiligen Abend) I sit alone Eating my supper And a glass or two Or three or four Or five or six Or more, yes please, Of lonely wine And I know there is nothing Left in life for me. Why am I so lonely and friendless? II - On Christmas Day (Am ersten Weihnachtstag) On Christmas Day I sit alone again Staring at the wall An empty bottle on the table Another on the floor. Thank Holy God there is more Waiting in the box Next to my lonely bed There is nothing at all For me to look forward to Except eternal sleep. God if he exists Has destroyed me. Thank you, scumbags all, You will be soon rid of me And then you can rejoice. III - On Boxing Day (Am zweiten Weihnachtstag) I woke up on my last day on earth I looked out of the lonely window I saw the nothingness of eternity waiting for me I rejoiced in my coming death And I shall grasp the happy pill bottle And the friendly whisky flask of doom. Let me embrace the blackness of death with one last generous gesture: At least it's twenty year old malt. Why be mean about your own suicide? Enjoy yourself, it's much later than you think - And so farewell, prostrate yet testate.