There is too much tension here,
The anxiety is getting worse--
Crashing waves,
Frigid and gray,
Sweep the dust--
Once a heart--
Away.
I cannot deal with another deception today.

Can you be my needed wall to lean on,
Or the warm embrace I'm lacking?
And still I feel
My existence is
A burden-- to you, to me,
To those I once called friends.

Would the world continue in its
Unfailing course
If I disappeared?
If no one could remember me...

...I am easily forgotten besides...