It was decided without my consent. Before I even started.
My fate sealed in cement. Of all that's happened.
To me my greatest regret. Everyone I loved had to witness my decent.
Over and over the voice screamed. Between my own ears.
A looser. No longer have I anything to give.
Worthless. No longer can I find a good reason to live.
Everyday starts with that voice in my head. But not to worry.
Just a few sips of that magic elixir. Will put them to bed.
I will just have to keep this up until the day finally comes that.
Dead. But instead.
The day came the elixir. No longer quieted the voices in my head.
In the blackness of night. Left only with the feeling of dread.
A fate to me.Much worse than death.
In great despair. I called out to the one I'd left so far behind.
God please help me.
Was the only prayer I could come up with at that time.
I must escape the hell I've created in my mind. Suddenly a peace.
A place I'd never been. Death was beginning to descend.
Maybe this was it.
Finally at my end. Sleep fell over me.
The best I'd had sense before it began.
When I awoke my first thought.
Was it just simply an honest prayer. Needed for me to transcend.
Now the voice in my head. Very quietly and simply said.
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