There's a trap

Set well beyond my gaze

It catches and crunches

It shatters my very soul

I cry out and grab

For an vanished grip

Instead met with a painful stab

It suddenly grows dark

But my hand still reaches for your spark

Your spark of life

Of love

And kindness too

But I should've known it's too good to be true

Just to be met with dark

Misery grabs a hold and yanks me back

My hoarse screams echoing further into

The black

No one's there no one's coming for me

That spark between you and me

It has faded now I see

With sorrow I screw my eyes shut

And let darkness make it's first cut

Dedicated to anyone who has lost someone, or feels useless. You're not alone. We all lose our strength eventually.