Is this my fate to share this curse alone,
befriended only by the shadows I create,
along with life-given sorrows unwanted?

Is this my fate to watch others change like tides,
moving in and out of my life's beach,
never permanently staying?

Is this my fate to lose my head,
all else that made me alive and well,
replaced by hollow longing?

I would not wish this curse on anyone,
especially someone I care for,
but someone would have to care for me,
when I finally go under from it all;
The everything that is nothing.