CONfused

Confusion

I know not where my life is heading,
My mind is baffled by nostalgia and dreading.
I breathe death, I know I'm dying,
Not really living, barely surviving.

I see people dying to live,
Unlike them, I'm living to die.
Is there light at the break of dawn?
Or deep bleakness will spawn.

Is there any hope for me?
Who sees any?
I am attacked, besieged, defeated.
Am I cursed?

Danger around me is black,
The grave sets trap quite right.
I see nothing but dusk,
Dark as death, dim as night.

Clock ticks and days pass by,
I cannot look at my own shady eye.
I feel weak, where's my spirit?
I'm lost in this place, there's no exit.

Is there any hope for me?
Who sees any?
I am attacked, besieged, defeated.
...Yes, I am doomed.

~\\-cOn-//~