From my bed I look upwards a
Ceiling of white stucco is my only
Vision I lie awake and numb my
Body contains only a few
Specks of humanity left
As I lie
And wonder
If
I will
Ever regain the
Consciousness of normality for
Myself in a world which
Shuns the strange and segregates the
Pathetic all I want is the comfort
Of having someone who I can
Love and a ground on
Which to stand will
I ever gain
The angel
Which
I seek
The sweet and
Wonderful sweetheart for whom
My heart aches or will
My dream someday end in a
Realization that I am alone in this
World and nobody will ever truly
Care for me so I
Am left to count
Down the seconds
Until my
Death