Solitude

 

The solitude of life does lie
Far beneath a darkening sky
Where the end is never nigh
And no evil can protrude.
Where people laugh and never cry -
There is solitude.

Living alone without a friend,
No place your love and care to send,
No social functions to attend;
Unfrequented and unremoved.
Living like that until the end -
That is solitude.

Inflicted Life

 

While seeming lonely and depressed
I feel tired but cannot rest,
So wait in hope for days above
While into life and out of love.

I am not very thrilled by death
Nor very thrilled in living.
I wish that I could start again
But it's too late for wishing.

Will I recall this whispered fate
That's murmured in my mind
When on my knees at heaven's gate
with mortal life behind?