I wrote this poem many years ago i believe in 01..it is copyrighted...without
sorrow how can we appreciate happiness...

Alone struggling through lifes oppression spiraling deeper into depression I stand alone what was my life, has crumbled around me the woman i once was has ceased to be I stand alone Alone, no hand to hold noone to lean on left out in the cold I stand alone I am tired and weary I can no longer hold on darkness consumes me lifes light is now gone I die alone

not the usual bubbly or sexual poem i know but i like to share
it...