I was one to fear
The depths of the abyss
I tried to become sinless
In an effort to become
More than I am
And I've begun
To see
How someone
Could become lonesome
In the knowledge
That it is easier
To do
Than to not do
When pleasure is the guide
And you are weak
All alone
without a reason
Other than some far off destiny
That you might not achieve
Fate is unkind
And the ultimate end
Does not equate with belief
But rather
Death
And the end of the question
When do I experience enough pain
Cancer
And stress
To give in
And sleep
