As I wonder of old time's flight,
Wondering why things are...

Must you make my life so long?
What have I done that was so wrong...

Cold, unneeded...defeated, depleted...
The core of my humanity has died and a new core is...

I look at the ground I stand upon...
Look at the dying sun beyond...

I saw you walk in...
I saw you walk out...

Once so far and long ago...
...Yet only months have passed...

Tempting.
How miniscule and pathetic are the inconsequential...

I remember when the darkness came
and took away my pain...

(This poem may not be the best I have...

This cursed life
A holy obscene...

My SkIn
Feels strange...

Look at me...I am dying, can't you see? I am...
Do you even care? Do you even believe anymore that...