Destined to walk through this life alone,
family and love and pleasures unknown.
Tortured by happiness, other people share,
cringing at kindness, knowing they don’t care.
I hide away from pleasure, and welcome the pain,
The anguish it brings, tells me I’m sane.
Fear of her touch, for it might break my heart,
Fear of her presences lest my world torn apart.
I show her no love, no reason to stay.
I long for the day that she goes away.
Time it goes slowly, when unable to cry,
Time it goes slowly, when waiting to die.
For inside is nothing, no feelings exist,
but for convoluted reasons heart beats persist.
So through life alone I continue to ride,
fear never allowing a bride by my side
