4.

It’s my fault

I brought it all on myself

Can’t really blame anyone

Wish I could

Makes things better

On the surface

What happens next?

I have no idea

I don’t even want to know

As you make your bed so you must lie on it

My death bed?

Did I just dig my own grave?

I lie here in loneliness

Even if anyone cared, not much they could do to help

I wouldn’t mind a kind smile

A warm hug. Reassuring words…

I messed up — so what?

I’m not human anymore?

I have no heart, no feelings?

The worst part is the aloneness

It’s overwhelming

I’m on the brink of walking

Down the steps that lead into my grave

Or jumping in. Faster

I’d get away from it all

The condemnation I see in people’s eyes

Friends. Foes

The murmurs when I step into a room

Outright hostile glares

Who needs this kind of life?

I’ve always wondered what lies on the other side

Maybe it’s my time to find out _____