As each day passes
My life crashes and burns to ashes
I wallow in my weakness
As I failed to become IDEAL
I go through this ordeal.

I step outside to feel the air
Cold, dead and crisp with a twist.

I tread on my barren path
As I walk for hours
I cringe in guilt
For the bad that I built

The love that I had
The love that has gone
The friendship I forged
Now rubble in my city.

I look to others to seek comfort
Nevertheless I cannot deny
I really wanted to die.

I leave their presence and make haste
Slowed down and remembered nothing matters if it goes to waste.

I sit inside the bus
Smoke and the touch of rust
I arrive at my station
And head to my destination.

Streets lit with an ample glow
My body aches in a sudden throw.

I see a place that I call home
I enter and feel alone.

I rest on the couch
And let myself slouch.

I start thinking the worth of everything
Now it is less than nothing.

I breakdown and knelt
God is this all I felt?

Nothing could be done.
Now I succumb
To the monster I've become.