Today I feel hopeless...
for there is neither a song nor a thought that can bring peace,
no place, no person,
no space, no reason...
no flickering glimpse of fleeting happiness in another can,
will bring happiness,
and without reason are many days a born,
lived without happiness,
meeting a climax in the drudgery,
in the monotony,
that this troubled mind weaves.
hope as peace ceases to exist,
consumed in an all encompassing despair.
feeling despicable with pity, self
and seeking purpose in the darkness
the darkness that is this,
this mind ...
a destiny unto its own dreary end,