depleated

Crumbled, A destilat form, I am now humbled. A plate of cold food is offered to me I shake My head and pass, respectfully. I do not know what the future will bring I do not know what the future will bring I do know I get impatient, and angry when I'm outside and hear the birds sing. I still sit, at the table of life I only do water, my reason is pride. I'm clothed but barefoot I own one pair of socks best for court. Everyday my thoughts always drift to you. I just want to be loved! and find peace - No longer bring haunted by memories of your! I slowly get up from the table Yurning for a different view...