I mourn
for a life
wasted
for all that
could have
should have
but never will be

I mourn
for all the time
taken away
and squandered
on nothing
but emptiness

I mourn
for a mind
with thoughts
never spoken
for talent
masked by pain

I mourn
for what
will never be
for things
that are gone
never to be
reclaimed

I mourn
for the sadness
that is now
me

I mourn
for me

"Dying is easy; it's living that's hard"

12/28/2005

Posted on 12/28/2005
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