I often feel very much depressed
When I recall this lesson in life,
never learned -- due to neglect.
Thanx for nothing, but always something.
What was the true meaning of my existence -- to fail?
Drop! Oh, hell -- here it comes again.
The feeling of abandonment now permeates my soul reason for deprivation.
Loneliness is the root of my standpoint.
I always feel by myself when not at attention.
Counting down these last couple of listless reasons to die, really focuses in on my endless search for the other side . . . , again, my reason to die is only but a lie -- if not already pre-meditated.

I'm gone, lost, but always remaining in the capability of one floating in the prime cycle of nothing but sometimes something not know -- until sown . . .