The useless uncertainty,
The hurtful reality.
The pain ensuring,
With disappointment at every turn.
What use am I?
Hurting those I care.
Wondering without direct.
A step off the cliff- into the black abyss.
Welcome me with an enveloping embrace.
Relieve everyone from the presence.
Living without direction,
Everything of me.
You throw me down, to watch me burn.
Hurt me beyond repair.
I don’t blame you. Don’t hate you. Only care.
That’s everything of me,
Always anything, unless it’s of me.