A unoccupied bench
A table for a family
A plethora of available seats

But only one sits

Glass tears shatter
Sarrows for another
The trees hiding the death

One sits alone
At a table for many
All alone, at this table for one

Why must this be so hard
Growing up I was intelligent
Have a amazing degree
But the closed doors remind me
My age is all that matters

Life kicked me down
My own mother pushes me further
Reminding me that
It is only the scars she sees

Talked aitha friend
Trying to distract myself
And get kicked again
Reminded that my past
Is what they see

I thought I got to shed those chains
Break free of the torment
Called depression and suicide

But I guess the chains grew thin and tight
Like wire around my skin
Will it be painful
When the wire cuts?
Or will it be cut with ease
As I draw a final breath?

Tick tock
seconds for most
minutes for others

breath in
breath out
heart pounding

My face bruised
the blood drips from the cuts
my eyes slowly look up

Time freezes
the devil grows white
and my target grows weak

Hit me once
shame on you
but you don't get a second hit

one day you'll know my name
one day
ill throw you back in the dirt like you did me

A single kiss
A single touch
A single hug
A single feeling

I wish for one
It has been years since last I felt
A feeling of belonging
And now I long for it

Long to be touched
Long to be desired
Long to be loved

Could I ever find a happy ending
In a world full of missery?