Sometimes I Wonder

[whitechocolate6]

Sometimes I wonder how I remain

In a cursed world of nothing but pain

Good people return; it's not the same

My last love can't remember my name

I survey all writings I've amassed

Searching through thick mists clouding my past

Hoping I'll find long gone salvation

But each search concludes in frustration

Don't be cows lead out to green pastures

Be people living well in rapture

I might be there right beside you then,

Be victim of what I tried to end,

But they can't send me into exile

While I'm looking for something worthwhile

It's hard to keep from going under

Will I be next? Sometimes I wonder.