Lonesome, with sustenance impaired,
whispers undeclared, echoed and ensnared,
overlooked and unprepared,
caught off guard, and truly scared.

Considered gone, inanimate,
benevolence, inadequate,
I self-destruct, in abandonment,
my ego, my own antagonist.

Recreant, my feet retreat,
unable to admit defeat,
somber skies, distant concrete,
starlight shows abyssal streets.

Breezes flurry overhead,
strands are stirring 'round my head,
my mind’s museful heed misread,
wet streams down cheeks of words unsaid.

My legs are fixed in place eternally,
as sunrise paints the sky so fervently.
The night's dark thoughts, an absurdity,
as I embrace life, remorsefully free.