No one
Should have to journey so far into fear
That he becomes desperate.

No one should hear his own mind
Saying only
Horrible things, always.

Or be afraid of his dreams so deeply
That sleep provides no relief,
No chance to reset;

It just keeps going
Until that voice drives you mad
Or you unattach if you can.

No one
Should have to face the decision.

That awful, ugly decision.

But I am alone
Profoundly.

And cold in my heart.

If I can nevermore
Run this mile,

I wish I could gain my feet again
And stumble to the finish line
For some kind of closure.