I lost myself that night
Wandering and wondering about everything
Hoping to see the light of day once again
That did not happen

I was stripped of everything I called my own
My thoughts consisted of a single line
“I can’t believe this is happening to me again.”

Nightmares
Flashed before my eyes
I tried to fight against the world
But in the end I lost
But in the end I died
My thoughts became a black puddle on the sidewalk

“Hmm...” I wonder now, “Maybe I’m not dead.”
I’m happy with my end
Happy that it happened
Although, I do wonder what it would be like to live again