The End

Stuck in a coma after an attempted suicide.

It was over,

Before it ever began.

All of it had been said and done,

Before I even had a chance to live.

I’m stuck in-between,

The realm of the living,

And the land of the dead.

I’ve been stuck in this place,

Long before I had the chance to truly be alive.

Way before I even took my first breath.

My eyes are open,

But I cannot see.

Everything is so hazy,

And I still cannot breathe.

I feel so cold,

That I am numb.

My mind is so clouded,

And I can no longer think.

I cannot move,

So I continue to lay here where I’ve been discarded on the floor.

I can barely feel the glass shards dig into my skin,

Down straight to the bone.

I cannot find the strength to care anymore,

Because I can no longer feel.

It is so silent here,

Not a sound filters through the air.

I try to break the silence,

But my vocal chords do not seem to function anymore.

Nobody is nearby,

Not a single presence.

I am completely and utterly alone.

This place is timeless,

Where time stands still.

Yet I still cannot move.

No matter how hard I try,

I'm stuck in this place

and I will never escape.