Last meal

Drowning in the pitch darkness of life
hid-ding away from an abusive spouse
while trying to find the light
in fear of the mask that holds my soul
wanting to be free but its holding me in place
tears ruin my unwashed face
dreaming i was free but haven't found my place
eating out a Dumpster knowing this might be me last meal
screaming for some meds to knock me out cold