Here I stand on my hands

Here I stand on my hands again. Not sure if I can stand. Broken and beaten and left for dead. No will to keep going. Lost here in the dark. When will this end. Am I better off dead. Unable to stand on my own. Wishing I had a hand to hold. No one is here. I'm left all alone. Darkness is all consuming. Eating me away from withing. Fighting a battle I dont know if I can win. Will this be the end. Standing on my knees. Slowly getting up. Till I get knocked over all over again