Alone (1994)

I peer anxiously through the swirling mists,
Overwhelmed by crushing feelings of despair.
Distant figures, too dim to see, mock me -
I sense I would never be welcome there.

Muffled music still plays in my ears,
Long-forgotten jibes spring unbidden to mind.
I review my life. Loathing revulsion fills me.
To carry on, I must forget the past, leave these things behind.

So why does it seem so hard to make the break?
What makes me keep carrying these things around?
Birds circle overhead, vultures to my tortured mind;
I feel suddenly small, scared, as if my premises are unsound.

And so I stand at the water's edge,
Toes paddling absentmindedly in a frozen sea.
My thoughts, my feelings floating away
To an unknown time, a destination far from me.