At Peace

I sat there at the workbench,
Spinning around the thoughts in my head,
Sinking deeper within their dark entities…
Just like every other day.

Their presence was not enough.
They did not keep me from feeling alone,
Abandoned and rejected by everyone…
But I had lost the ability to care.

My glass eyes stared at my uncaring hands,
My heart torn to pieces and thrown about the ground,
My dreams fallen through my ever-weakened grasp…
Pain was the only emotion willing to accept me,

I sat there trying to mend my broken smile,
My feeble hopes of living depleting.
I cast them inward on myself,
And I watched as their substance leaked into the ground.

I tried to see the silver lining behind the clouds,
The glowing ember of hope within the shadows,
But yet again,
I was searching down another path in vain.

Delving deeper into the confines of my own mind,
I encountered my own faults and weaknesses,
Becoming my own greatest tormentor
As I played with their controlling power.

My own private pool of darkness was slowly pulling me under….
And as I was sinking,
For some reason I yelled out in fear,
Screaming to the imaginary people who I knew would not hear me.

In my final fading moments of consciousness,
I reached for the rusty metal that would end my suffering,
And for a meager moment,
The pain within me ceased to exist.

A smile appeared on my ragged face,
My heart was released from pain’s embrace,
My mind found its way,
And the gnarled fingers of depression loosened their grip.

For the first time in a long time,
I found myself at a tranquil and
Calming place…
For the first time in a long time,
I was at peace.