patiently I wait for the pain to stop for blackness to overwhelm my fractious senses for death to soothe my destroyed emotions for eternal silence to end my indifferent pretenses
but even drug induced comas or the gift of life, twice leaving my children, or those whom proclaim to care are enough of an incentive for me to wish to remain here
I lost my daddy, Eric, Mr T I betrayed myself, I fell apart I believed the DNA results would set me free instead they broke my fragile heart
But the universe and life unfolds as indeed it should although not always as I would like or desire and one day, when I look back Im sure Ill be glad that It wasnt my time to expire