Alone

Stranded, alone, discouraged, useless. Worth nothing.

Even family doesn't listen or show interest.

They don't understand. They do not even try to.

People don't care. Alone...

Life is a mess! Lost in the abyss. Who is there?

No one but me. I see colors flying around!

I see thoughts, comments, statements, fights swirling around.

I am swarmed! Attacked! Surrounded! No use standing.

First, I'm blown with pain. Second, I'm slashed with regrets.

Blood oozes from the wounds memories have started.

Soon squirting as I drop. What is this? Where am I?

Stings pierce my flesh. Rip out my skin. Tear things apart.

When all seems lost, a fire is lit. There is light.

Who started it? I did. I started the fire.