Once alone always alone
Once dead always dead
They are kin
related in that I wished not to be either

Despite false illusions
and all my longings and desires
I am
and thus soon I will be
That is the inevitable end to my situation

So I gather my thoughts
I can do no more for all has been done
and still I am not wanted

The pox I am on this world shall be purged
Solitude is a blight
and since no one has cured me
it has become terminal

Why couldn't you like me
Am I not decent enough
or giving enough
or just enough

I guess it just happens that way
I'm scared
And so while I'm watching my clock
it keeps on going while I do not

And with my last gasp
I guess it just happens that way

06/27/2002

Posted on 06/27/2002
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