The change

Life of the less.
Broken and
Useless, hurt
And bruised
Lost and lonely.
At the bottom of this pit I lay.
No way out as it consumes
My broken soul. All joy and happiness
Has left me at this stage. All that lives
Inside is my depression and self pity.
The hurt that consumes me is unbearable
And this is my story. All the stuff you
Knew about me has disappeared. My mind
Holds secrets of the past and future. I am me.