Vicissitude

 

Alas! I sit in an empty room.

Shrouded in silence, in my home-made tomb.

Time marches on. Life passes me by.

No one hears my muted cry.

A cry of shyness, a cry of fright.

Sitting here in endless night.

No light can penetrate, the endless gloom.

Of man-made darkness, in my room.

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Despondent thoughts, fill my head.

Gnawing away at my daily dread.

Boredom reigns, Its life supreme.

Killing of my hopes and dreams.

Just one friend is all I need.

To break down boredoms, endless greed.

Oh! Dear Lord, please tell me why?

No one hears, my heart felt cry.

 

And now at last, my time has come.

To fly away into the sun.

And leave behind, a shadow where.

I used to sit, or stand and stare.

And when there's no place, left to hide.

My last resort is... Suicide.

Unfettered spirit, grant to me.

A place with you; in eternity.

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