It’s a Saturday night, 

sitting right in front of the window 

with slight moonlight coming in 

as if peeping in on me 

I can’t help but think 

how broken I am

how hopeless my life has become 

how sad yet angry my heart is 

how numb my brain is 

I wonder how I will be handling this pain 

in fifteen to twenty years 

but then again, will I even survive that long?

The hopelessness inside me 

won’t let me live for long 

so till then 

I shall take one breath at a time