Life
Updated: Jun 7, 2023
By Savaanha Sequeira
Screaming into the abyss,
No one seems to care, no one seems to notice.
Help me, I feel so alone,
Desperation in my heart, face forlorn.
Seclusion haunts me like a shadow, hopelessness drowns out all hope.
Pain stabs at me like an arrow, I am finished, I cannot cope.
Out of the darkness, a hand stretches out towards me,
Rescues me from myself and changes everything I see.
Euphoria and happiness consume me,
Starting out like a ball of fire, growing, not letting me be.
Suddenly I feel myself falling down,
Now I realize, the hand is gone.
My world is shattered, now worse than before.
Could I really have expected something more? (from that of human nature)
As despair holds on to me in a vise, anger bears its ugly head,
And as hurt sinks its ruthless fangs into my being, I really wish it would find someone else instead.
Now I pray for the sweet escape of death,
For the Grim Reaper to come visit me with stealth.
I promise to not dwell on-could have beens,
Nor be nostalgic and instead ask for the faster approach of the inevitable.
I feel the emptiness that comes with one’s demise,
Just a void, nothing really nice.
Screaming into the abyss,
No one seems to care, no one seems to notice.
By Savaanha Sequeira
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