Posted by MFish

Why do you bother,
why do you write?
Is your life better,
or is it just alright?

Confusion runs amok,
in this old mind.
A mind of indifference,
trying to be kind.

The World is a
strange place, to be,
when I am near you,
I cannot see.

What lies ahead,
although I know,
there is no cure
and you will go,
away from me.