Hey, you.

Hey, you.

I’m right. My life does suck.

Nobody cares. None at all.

People might miss me, but I won’t push my luck.

 

Drinks, drugs, divorce.

It’s all hand in hand.

You don’t actually need me… Show no remorse.

 

In a bath, the water runs out.

Left you in the cold.

Once nice and warm, now turned about.

 

Nothing to do.

Nothing matters.

Nothing. Nothing. Nothing.

 

My hand clenched tight.

The edge gleams silver.

Should I? Do I end this forever night?

 

You’re stronger than this.

Remember those days?

That childhood bliss?

 

I can do this. Earth needs me.

I can make my own mark.

I’m trying, I’m trying, but my passion all flee.

 

I’m standing again.

A phoenix, I rise.

I can do it, I’ll do it, I’ll hopefully stay sane.

 

No! I failed.

I failed again.

Back in the hole, in that bath, with the dead.

 

Nobody wants you.

Nobody cares.

If they ever loved, then they would have said.

 

Nobody cares.

Nothing to do.

Nobody. Nothing. Never.

 

Just one more chance?

I will try again.

Through potholes and minefields, this life I will dance.

 

One step. Two.

Three, and another.

I’m getting better, I’m being made new.

 

People don’t care.

I’m all alone.

I wish for a friend to whom my heart I could bare.

 

I failed.

I’m sorry.

I can’t do this.

 

You’re a person

Human. Broken. Imperfect.

This condition will only worsen.

 

I’m trying again.

I know I have to.

My family needs me, them I don’t want to screw.

 

I need someone.

Someone to lean on.

A crutch. A helper. A light at the dawn.

 

Can’t I be free?

All these years, masks been my friend.

I just want to be loved, accepted, being me.

 

So much to work through.

So little time.

Why did I let my life go askew?

 

One pace at a time.

I have to believe it.

They actually accept me. Me and my slime.

 

I’ll get there in the end.

Or maybe I won’t.

But being perfect, new forever.

With my Saviour.

Yahweh. Jesus. Holy Spirit.

Eternity I’ll spend.