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My sorrow darkens shadows deep, where they dart and weave,

I tread the path of broken glass that few believe –

An only child, nothing but a fleeting firework spark

In a world so vast, I dwell in dark.

Blood ties bind, yet hearts grow cold

Relatives glance, never warmth turned old,

Why should I linger, a burden weigh

When love’s embrace has slipped away?  

I am replaceable, never my fleeting thought

In the tapestry of life, I’m fraught

Every heartbeat, there’s another

A brighter soul, doom of life in which I don’t bother.

Yet still I wear this heavy guise,

With a smile stitched from silent cries,

A facade of strength, though deeply worn,

In the echoes of laughter, I feel at midnight torn. 

Death becomes me, a whispered truth

In the cruel jest called life steals my youth-

A second thought, a fleeting sigh

My worth diminished, I question why.

To stand alone, I must learn to rise,

To face the world with weary eyes,

Solitude, I linger to find my grace,

A quiet strength in this empty space.

Though love may wane and friendships fade

I’ll carve my path, though fears invade

All too well I know every shadow that clings to me,

Holds a lesson wrapped in panged agony.

With each breath drawn, I shed the past,

Embracing the solitude, holding fast,

Death becomes me, yet life’s joker persists

In the depths of despair, I find my tryst.

My beloved Ghost and me journey of one, a tale untold

In the silence of midnight, I’ll be bold,

 I’m replaceable, a fleeting spark

I’ll forge or destroy my legacy in the dark.

 I stand here, with heart laid bare,

In the face of anguish, I’ll learn to care,

Death becomes me, but life’s not through

For in every ending, I’ll find something new.

My Love slips away, I know she deserves better.

My words nothing new, there is always a more distinguished author

I am nobody, oh wait but not you

I can fade to black, but know on divine wings you can move

I don’t want to feel like a burden

Please, please, please, don’t waste a thought on me

Urging you to stay close to your friends and family

Everyone deserves better than who I am, I am sorry I am life’s cruel scam.

Till the end of earth bound 

A death that becomes me, ne’er come,

I am sorry you have to endure these words,

One day I will be set free from this earth.

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Tha Ono is a dedicated Special Education Teacher based in Trinidad, where he passionately supports students with diverse learning needs. During the COVID-19 pandemic, he rediscovered his love for poetry, allowing his creativity to flourish as his quill bleeds with heartfelt verses. Beyond his teaching and writing, Tha is a committed advocate for animal welfare, working to raise awareness and promote kindness towards all living beings. His unique blend of education, artistry, and compassion inspires those around him, making a positive impact in both the classroom and the broader community.