The Death Of The Day

Written in 2007

 

Why won’t you listen

I have come to you for help

But you turn and walk away

I am left

 

Standing in the hall

I turn and pace away

The thoughts of helplessness

Flooding my mind

 

Through the campus I stroll

The music of depression

Overwhelming my soul

My head down

 

I walk as not to see

The smiling faces of contentment

That others have as they pass me by
My eyes averted

 

So the tears that are falling

Will not be seen

My throat swells

As I ponder

 

That no one seems to need me

If I were not here

Not one of you would give me

A second thought

 

Never missing me

I look to the heavens

Misery welling up from with in

I tell God

 

You don’t need me

I, who cannot even follow

I fall and trip at every bend

I am nothing

 

That can even begin

To talk to you

I could not even worship you

So I sit

 

Alone

I wish to leave

Everything

So I cry

 

Tears flowing

I sink to my knees

Bowing

I am broken

 

My spirit

Broken

My heart aches

As I think

 

Of how pathetic my life has been

There is nothing

But silence

So I die