Absent of emotion. Bereaved with pain.
Cautious of feeling. Dead again.
End of a life. Fretting my own.
Giving up hope. Hopeless and alone.
Introvert caves. Justify waves.
Keeping track. Lamenting their flack.
Misery seeps in. Nothing seeps out.
Open a wound. Prickly people pop out.
Quiet at home. Rest and I roam.
Stop the whispers. True love withers.
Undeniable death. Vulnerable to the test.
Where do I belong? X-it, stage left.
Yearning for heaven...Zero pain forever!
