Solitude strikes at me,
and I am wounded Deep,
As I slip into unconsciousness
I am surrounded by the
faces of all I have loved.
Those who have spurned me
And those who accepted me
Briefly, only to reject me in the end
As the Chaos surrounds me
I am enveloped in grief and despair
It is my mission to move through this
life unwanted and unloved. For this
reason I shall be forever Known as Despair.
By: Despair (a.k.a. Thomas E. Simmons II)