Friday, May 20, 2005


I feel lost,

no where to run,

and no where to go

I feel all alone

struggling for my survival

in a tranquil world

static, narcissistic

my soul's tired

and I long wish to retire

to end this tumult

I feel inside

and surrender

to the fading night

never to wake again.

Apathy, is what I see

everytime light butt-in

and all I feel is being alone

just me alone

grappling for my existence

until the night comfort my dying soul.