Solitude strikes at me, 
And I am wounded deep, 
As I slip into unconsciousness 
I am surrounded by the faces 
Of all I have loved. 
Those who have spurned me 
And those who accepted me 
Briefly, only to reject me in the end 
As the chaos surrounds me 
I am enveloped in grief and despair 
It is my mission to move through this life 
Unwanted and unloved. 
For this reason I shall be forever 
Known as Despair.

Vistit Thomas Simmons webzine at DispairWeb.com