these hands are battered and scarred

too many fights

hard work

from sketching the road map of a broken spirit along the empty corridors

nothing but my shuffled feet to keep me company

whispers from the dark call out to me

sing lullabies

slap the worthless from my heavy brow

i couldn’t save anyone

couldn’t stop death

they told me i was weak

too weak to fight them any longer

that i should just give in

face the inevitable decay

embrace the rot

unloveable

unneeded

another unnecessary piece in a dime store puzzle

one nobody will purchase

never put together

i’m just so tired of trying

so sorry for all my failures

for all the meaningless words i pollute the air with

it all ends up misdiagnosed

misplaced

ignored

but i’m not afraid any more

i can see through the tears

smile through it all

go into it with head held high

the luckless loser

one final game

odds are stacked against victory

just have fun playing

nobody will ever know

ascension is for the righteous

i’ll just fade away

and one day

in the distant future

maybe someone will realize they aren’t the first to feel this way

read this love letter to leaving

and follow my footsteps in the dust

before the wind blows it all away