Alone... So Alone Poem by Brian Hairbottle

Here l sit, in my room
in silence and gloom
Yes, l can walk again
but I wonder for what gain
is it worth all the pain? ?

Today I leave the hospital,
it has been 2 years
when asked to make a promise
l am non-committal
l cannot agree, as l plan my own demise
I MUST end everything.

My mind has been slipping
because my heart has been dipping
I have become soft
my resolve has been raised aloft
I am angry for failing.

I cannot face the outside world
I cannot trust or believe a word
my whole life has been a mess
A constant battle against pain and abuse
but worst of all, the lies

I do not exist to anyone
I am on my own
Why would the world want
Another cripple has been, that is a bother? ?
and a burden to all who do not have a concern.