Him

Unruly thoughts wavering in the mind of him,

Beacon of hope gets his damage at him,

Small things were moved across him,

The thought of being alone is killing him,

The loneliness hits hard on him,

The random fun likely boost him,

The endless desire clearly made him

Towards the death.....

P.S :I am sure this will be amateurish but I just wanted to bury my own thoughts to consider my words what I thought in this situation as a poem