The Loss, Part 2

The exordium.

My life? it is empty.
It makes me feel alone,
It chills me to the bone.

Will someone not save me?
Doesn't anyone care?
Do they not see the burdens I bare?

My heart? it hurts.
For pain is my only friend,
For pain, I can only depend.

I cannot go on.
I do not dread, nor fear
That my end draws near.

I will make this stop.

Author's Note

This is more of a prologue to the first half of this series ("The Loss, Part 1"). It is much darker then anything else I have ever written. Please leave your honest opinion.