The Only Saviour From My Darkness

almost 4 years ago

Dark days, dark nights,
Darkness became my daily plight,
No hope of the sight of daylight,
Nor the clear evening skies.

My workplace let me go,
I had become an excess luggage,
A trash best left in the garbage,
I had become a disabled zero.

One year, two years
And then three years too many,
I was deserted by my own family,
I knew it would happen eventually.

Two nights later,
I shot a bullet into my head,
It was my last act of kindness,
Death was my only savior from the darkness.

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