Thursday, June 19, 2003

And Old Man's Despair- by: unknown forgotten

Every day
I rise in the early morn'
Each day I am less alive
Each day I die more

I must have an infection
That's haunted me all my life
For the normal toil of a usual soul
Kills me more than anyone will ever know

I'm withering away
Under the stars tonight
And the sun in the morning
Bakes my body, early cremation unsuspect

I have no thoughts, no soul, no joy
I live only because I know sometime soon
I won't be rising for the next day

This old body of mine
Hasn't seen the world
Doesn't know wisdom or truth
I don't know the boundaries of time
But that won't stop time from taking me forever away

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