Face

This is the face of a man who woke up the same as every other man... not dead
One who thought he had something to live for but found he had nothing worth dying for
A man who thought he had something for the world
To leave behind, to give a voice worth being heard

But found today he was the same as yesterday, nothing had changed, in comparison to others his voice was... non-existent
A man who thought he was meant to be so much more so he tried, sacrificed, gave more than his all
Only for destiny to lay down the rules
His path had been chosen his fate frozen in time and he had to resign to the fact that futile was his efforts to bring change to his life
He believed the dream and chased it
Had so much hope in it sold his soul for it gave up everything placed his faith in it
Only to find that his place in time was permanently etched in the tapestry of life
The face of a man who believed he was enough until the universe opened his eyes
To the truth of his existence, the worthlessness of life
To how he should reconsider if breathing was worth the trouble it was bringing
But amongst all the truths one thing couldn't be denied
It rang on and persisted until the man had to admit it
The saddest of all realities given to him this day
Was that this man didn't even care enough to end it

©Samuel Alexander 2017