The Seed

 10/10/2024

Walking to my death,

All I want to do is give up,

 

Stop trying,

Stop striving,

Stop giving,

 

I keep walking to the end of my life,

I see the edge,

Ready to jump off,

 

Before I leap into the abyss,

I see a seed,

 

A seed with potential,

A seed with purpose,

A seed with destiny,

 

I want to end my suffering,

I want to leave this life,

But as I look at the seed,

I hear the voice,

You are not done yet.

 

I don’t feel like continuing.

You still have purpose,

What do I do?

Don’t give up.

 

The seed falls from my hand,

Closing my eyes,

I follow the seed.

 

As I descend,

Memories flood my mind,

I think of the good times,

I think of the bad,

 

As I return to hope,

I am caught on a tree branch.

 

Why does my hope elude me?

Why do I wait and want for nothing?

Why does my every joy leave me?

 

I lie and wait,

No one comes,

Terror of loneliness assaults me daily,

 

Oh my hope where are you.

Can you hear me?

What did I do to lose you?