Wretch To die amidst an ocean of people knowing that of all the eyes that look at you, not one will hold you till you cross the ends of the life you know. It is not the loneliness that haunts as you lie in wait to die but the pain of realizing that in all the emptiness that this world is abundant with, you findnd yourself loving what you most hate. Not wanting to let go of that which you use to ridicule and the men you use to mock.