27 July 2012
It makes no sense at all
Should there not be reason?
Should there be condition?
People judge by there ways,
I understand not.
Too long have I burried sorrow
Too long have I dried tears
But alas, not long enough
Surely I feel knee deep in rejection
As Hera rejected Hephaestus,her ichor
Here I sit feeling the cold breeze
Like death breathing down my neck
Loneliness is what I feel
"Maybe it was meant to be" thought I
Like the old saying
" As it is in heaven, so it shall be on earth"
Could this be what the The Fates wove out for me?
Alone...maybe so.
Alone is what I was, what I am
And what I will be.
Alone I will remain.
Alone • Opuss № I