Posted by Sourceror on December 11, 2001, at 16:33:54
Here is a little something I wrote today while sitting around feeling sorry for myself.
The darkness is around me
Like an all consuming box
It’s becoming harder to distinguish night and day
When will the lights come on?
Am I just doomed to this pain?
When will this be over?
Will I have to be the one to end it?
What should I do?
Do I press on and act as if all is well
The doctors don’t seem to help
Everyone say hold on tomorrow is another day
Yes it is…another day of hell
Why is everyone so concerned?
They act as if I can just make it through
I want it to stop
Why isn’t will power enough?
Why can’t I do it on my own?
I hate relying on others
I once was a strong man
I once had a sense of humor
The darkness has taken these from me
Like a thief in the night
I want them back
I want to function again like an adult
Life seems too far away
I just want to give up
The fighting needs to stop
Let a quite peace come over me
As I exit my body once and for all
I can see again
I am free at last
My only regret….
The pain laid upon my friends and family as I pass
Can’t they understand this is better for me?
Let them see I tried but this was the best for me
Can’t they find some comfort in that?L8R,
The Sourceror
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