I shall saunter
on and on
upon this road,
alone,
without you.



Your presence
I yearned for,
in past times when ideas were scarce.
Like a lion,
will patrol about its cubs.



Like a giraffe
would her baby spank, to life
with a few loving kicks.
I craved,
that you nurse me....



To believe
in the possibility of my dreams....
Yet I called out to you
and darkness responded.



You haunted me in my fear's shadows.
You tormented me
without relent
in my loneliness.



You scorned my every move
to excel.
Persisting
in maintaining 'miserable'
in my existence.



I stopped to conquer,
now at my feet you lay...
Pleading
on bended knees,
bound in the fetters
of a deadly plague.