Broken Soul

To know you’re alive and well is a blessing To know you’re alive and in pain is a curse Every person you love has abandoned you to dwell on your past Only a pinch of memories but never lasts Memories fade leaving you diseased wishing your demise Cursing every person you called a friend with despise Screaming and writhing for your aching soul Flashes of awe struck horror as you cry in the arms of death Sound of your heart in your ears only sign of life Weary thumps replaced the strong Broken by all when you’ve done nothing wrong