From What I See Poem by Brittany Marsh

Along the road
Sits a lonely soul
Dead beyond belief.

Nobody would know
Despite the wounds
On the inner and outer state.

And as he sits there in his dead stare
People pass by
Living healthy lives.

He wonders why
He's by himself
To fight the world alone.

The battle is raging
Inside his head
Between the light and dark.

His paralyzed arms
Though perfectly well
Refuse to reach for help.

Drowning and slipping
Away from the world
Losing all that he's got.

Liver liquored up
Lungs dried out
He has nothing left to live for.

His wife has run off
Along with the kids
Because she couldn't stand it.

He tried to care
He tried to live
Failing miserably every time.

He stands to walk
Back to his hell
So he can forget it all.

He reaches his house
And sits on his bed
Razor is his palm.

Pills on his dresser
Alcohol by the window
He has finally had enough.

He has no hope
No will to live
Nobody to stop him now.

He starts them small to
To gain his courage
And then they're deep and large.

He pops his pills
One by one
To slowly stop the pain

The lights go out
He fades away
Until his breathing stops.

Nobody knew
Nobody cared
And nobody said goodbye.

His home below
Remains alone
The lonely soul has passed.