I look to my tomorrow in trepidation.
I know not where I’ll go from here.
My life has been loaded with agony.
I feel I have nothing left to pick up.
I’ve looked as my reality went to pieces.
I felt defenseless and alone from the begin.
Tears ought to never tumble from my eyes.
I have no more opportunity to cry.
Sleep escapes me consistently.
I just lay sitting tight for the day to light.
On the off chance that life is intended to be a trial, I have been sentenced.
Of what violations my psyche is so at odds.
What wrongs did I do?
Is it safe to say that i was just excessively solid for you, Life?
I bent, yet never did I break.
I can inhale all the more uninhibitedly now,
In any case, I know not how.Each day proceeds with same as the one preceding.
Some of the time I need to simply stop and yell, no more!
It would be ideal if I ask of you.
Discharge me from this catastrophe I call life.
The agony now and again has cut me like a blade.
There must be another way, a superior spot for me.
I figure I will simply need to proceed to sit back and watch.