Alone he sits on a ledge
A blank expression upon his face. Smoking deep on his cigarette.
Searing thoughts in his mind.
“I hate everything.
I hate who I am now.
I hate how I am a disaster.
I hate that I am a walking timebomb.
I hate that I see pain as a healing.
I hate that I see death as an escape.
I hate this world and I want to leave.
I hate myself and I wish to die.
I hate how much I’m missing you.
I hate how much I still care.
I hate how much I can’t let go.
I hate how much you’re never there.
I hate how you walked away.
I hate how you left me behind.
I hate how you stole my dreams.
I hate how you killed my smile.
I hate how I just can’t hate you at all.
I hate how I still love you despite it all.”
Getting up and looking down,
Over the side of the ledge.
Just one step and all is done,
Smoking deep his last cigarette.