My last Stand

Sleepless nights,

And if I'm lucky, I'll fall asleep.

I don't know what's worst,

heaven or hell.

I'm never noticed when another comes.

I feel as a ghost,

hanging there, never heard, never seen.

I'm breaking, and I can't help myself.

Tears of pain and hatred soak the tearstained sheets.

And angry words blanket the floor in hard nothingness

I seek answers, but the only thing I get is more tearing blood.

Life is at it is, angry and painful.

Sleeping at the rooster crows,

and waking when the wolf howls,

I know what my destiny is.

My destiiny is to live,

give life,

help that life grow,

and [die].