Alone, Gone, And The Ending Of Innocence
Posted in Poetry on June 17th, 2001Edited/Revised: No
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Everything I have ever loved - gone.
The long summer days so many enjoy - gone.
The excitement of new discoveries - gone.
My passion for living - gone.
The dreams I use to have are shattered - I’m left alone.
The only company I keep is the insanity inside my mind - I’m left alone.
I dare not ask what comes next,
because misery is seeking company - I’m left alone
Why must we co-exist in such this state!?
It’s cruel, and we know the truth - each of us is alone.
My desire to grow old with a lover - gone
My happiness - gone
(depleted the moment I saw the reality of this world.)
My soul - gone
(on permanent vacation )
And all that remains is an empty shell; love - gone.
The depths of my emotions have become my own undoing.
I feel too much, embellished too much,
and now I wonder why I’m suffering.
I put too much faith, too much effort,
and too much trust into this thing we call life,
and I’m growing sick and tired of the whole idea of it.
Surely a cruel, twisted, and perverted game of Nature.
Our existence to always lie in question.
How is one to enjoy life
when one cannot know the worth of it? Or the splendor of it?
Why are we only enlightened a moment too late?
Good-bye to the ones I loved.
Good-bye to the summer days I once had.
Farewell to my passions, and farewell to the dreams.
Welcome to my loneliness misery, take up a seat next to insanity.
Desires dried up like the mystical deserts, and happiness is in short supply.
This is the end of innocence, this is the end of my time.
Alone against my will, I am left with these tears
and my being simply awaiting its moment to die.
May some god take mercy upon this wretched soul and broken heart.






















