I lay in my room..... alone..... with guilt building in my heart..... but no tears rising in my eyes..... with sadness..... with self pity......
I am here...... Ive crossed oceans, rivers, mountains, land, countries......but not hearts...... I loved my house, trees, the sun, the streams....... but not life...... Ive felt anger, joy, happiness....... but not pain......Ive seen men, money, material, myself......but not the magic in the eyes...... Ive been existing..... not liveng......
Ive not been of ant true worth.......seventy years later I feel this......Now I feel pain....I want to cross hearts...... I want to start again...... a new begining I need...... but that shall not be granted to me...... nor to anyone......
Noone has come to visit me...... to shower love on me...... to forget all that I have been...... to bid me goodbye with a smile...... to send me to heaven with tears in their eyes.................................