Anger

I feel so lost and so alone. I don't have what I need in my life to gather my strength the way I know I need too. I don't know why this cruel joke is being played on me but I guess it's just something that I have to accept. Just like all things fate throws at you. I know what my doctor is going to tell me and for some reason I can't seem to bring myself to accept it.

I always thought I would have more time. Funny isn't it that when we are young we think we are immortal. When we get older we know are days are numbered but we think that it will take many years for the end to come. I have buried so many of my friends. In truth I have buried almost all of them. At least the ones I'm close to. Life is such a strange and wondrous ride and you never seem to accomplish all that you wish you could before the end.

So I face this alone again. Why is it that I'm not shocked. It has been this way my whole life and I now know that is how my life is meant to be. Me standing alone against the world. I have been such a fool to think it could be done another way. Poets don't have the answers to life they are just there to keep us entertained. So with that said stick to reality TV shows. They don't fill you full of false hope.