Alone
I have nowhere
I am no one
Death
Is what I see
I what I feel
Hate
Is what I repress
Is what is released
Denied
All my emotions
My feelings





Who am I to say anybody cares for me.

I feel more alone in this world than the darkness of my shadow.

Life is taken from me; joy is denied.

A father's love is past due.

A lover's embrace is not needed.

Solitude.



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