Tears stain my face,
And I’m paralised by fear,
Paralised by grief,
And I don’t know what to do.
I feel so alone in this world,
My parents don’t understand me,
My friends…they’re a distant face,
And how do I fit in, when all’s gone queer…
Faces become a blur,
Time’s just a precious jewel,
Finally December’s come,
Yet I don’t feel any excitement.
The simple joys of Christmas,
Once held strong in my heart,
And yet, my birthday doesn’t fetch,
A single patter of excitement from my dead heart.
Gone are the days that I could love,
No longer is my soul alive,
No longer do I have a heart to flutter,
My capacity for positive life is gone.
My eyes,
Gone is the luster,
No longer bright orbs of blue,
Just dead as a stormy sea.
And now,
I sleep,
Hoping to never wake from my slumber
To never face the light of day again