Life and Choice

Alone I am.
Alone I stand.
Alone I die.
Unheard cries.
Silent screams.
Ripping apart at the seams.
Unraveling thoughts.
The times I could of fought,
But chose to waste everything good.

Pushing everyone away.
Barely hanging on another day.
Losing my voice.
Making another wrong choice.
Out of breath.
Slowly anticipating my death.
Letting down my guard.
Change is what gets to be so hard,
And we are not promised tomorrow.