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Life is merely a fleeting river, the water draining
Through our fingers like grains of sand.
Minuscule like ants on the floor, only lasting a few short
Years in the grand scheme of billions of years the planet
Has been adrift in the soft Milky Way. Dinosaurs thump
About in times long ago, yet humans can only see their
Sturdy remains towering in museums and wonder.
Goodbye escapes my lips once more, preparing
For the inevitable. It will happen, and soon: a short, saddened
Existence of sorrow and tears. Goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye.
Laying on the bed. Prone and lonely. Unloved and bruised.
Why shouldn’t goodbye be what mumbles from the mouth?
Darkness beckons and calls me, like a familiar villain.
Will tonight be my last? My blood turns cold with realization.
Pulling, aching limbs and forced motion, desperate for
An escape. Any escape from this harsh reality of pain.
Desperation causes tears to blind me again; warm floods
Of tears fall from my face. Numb, blacked out, brainwashed.
Alive yet dead. The dinosaur paces and roars, heady for prey.
Why do people say I’m a liar? Why do they manipulate me?
Life has to be worth living. Not feeling like an animated corpse.
Stomach retching, twisted, obstructed and harmed and full.
Vomiting in fear and horrified terror, yet no one cares.
Lied to constantly, forced to be someone I don’t want to be.
Blinded again by tears, flowing hot tears falling on my cheeks.
Never hugged. Never held. Going slowly mad in loneliness.
Bruises blossoming on my arms and legs. Where from?
Sometimes what happens is a mystery that I can’t solve.
I’ll likely pass tonight; rotted with maggots and pale and ashen.
A never ending sleep, a slumber without pain and yells.
Nightmares never end and they continue to roar relentlessly.
Stomach churning in sorrow and discomfort, bubbles within.
All I ask is for respect, love. Friendship. A reason for living.
Life shouldn’t be scary or sad every single day.
How can I escape this guilded cage of desperation?