Oh Poor Soul

Staring at the endless void of darkness,
Reaching out his hand to reach for the end that seems limitless.

How long will you persist?
When in the back of your head you wanted to cease to exist.
Still fighting, lost in the mist.

The light that guided him slowly faded away,
And he held onto his chest that seems to be bleeding in pain.

He cried out, no one heard,
But it's okay because that's just how he preferred.
No one beside him to witness how vulnerable he is,
He would always hate it whenever somebody appears.

Oh poor lonely soul,
For you to have no one to console,
Yet you still fight for your goal,
However this is your life, you have full control,
And I will watch in the sidelines, watching you, oh poor soul.