When everyone left,
Had none left to open up to,
Felt my chest pressed and ready to burst,
who could I have opened to?

No one,
when I needed a shoulder to lean on,
I had none,
And so I fell,
This world of cruelty had it's way with me,
But I guess no one had it easy.

Maybe,
Just maybe,
Locked doors on every side I turn to,
where do I find the keys,
No clue,
What would become of me without you,
Hear my thoughts,
My pain,
My cry.

If life had a restart button,
Surely would be pressed by now,
where do I even begin,
who do I run to,
I mean, no energy to even run.

Unfortunate, right?
I looked at all side,
Looked and Looked,
With everyone gone,
I am left with no shoulder to lean on,
Dear reader, lend me yours.
© Thato Mangwegape