I have so much to learn
Yet so little to share with the world

Therefore,
As I type and retype these words,
I question the direction- as well as motive

When the sun peers through the mustered drapes
My heart collapses, and my body once more refuses to rise

If past is any indication of the future
Then I'm in for hell

Pain is exponential
And so are the years that flutter continually by

The life I once had dreamed of
I now must  ordeal

My home is under the covers of a weathered blanket
-the sound of classical bellowing from a table, not far yonder

And as I work and wonder at the world
I count down the days to an inconceivable  dream

Let me share with you something; ever so true
No emotional pain surpasses that of someone who dwells utterly alone

We are social creatures
And without a friend or family member worthy of mention in the world,
It is a struggle within itself to be alive

May it be then,  that my prayers for a relative happiness be answered
and that with you, the deep peace of fallen dreams be ignited by the flames of love