SOLITUDE

BY

JDS'

I always ask into the known.

Diluted questions, my own seem to be answered this way.

I hide inside of my jealous rage; inside my sickness grows and begins to decay.

My wall has crumbled years before hand, leaving me in waste.

I begun too many month's ago; To let it happen again!

I will be heard! Until my dying breath is sprained.

I will be nothing again, again this way.

What a hunger has filled, during the mourning of the next day.

I eat upon the suffering, The little insunificant little nothings they gave.

I feed, but not full, not till I die on their pain.

I take in a deep breath and indulge` the fringe' benefits, the suffering I again must take.

My stomach wishes for a wall, so I bowe' down build it tall.

Built it up again, my strength in my head. The questions, filled for answering.

I spoke it out into the loud wrecked ears of hollows'.

Their emotions, Yes I am the one named Sick.

Their Fun filled , laughter fought, Eternal Damnation has been Undone again.

They pack their bags, their sacks, and that. And I wave them all away.

I never, Do I ? Get the Key, nor the answer that I Seek.

I'll just grow inside, until I die, And maybe just then

is when they will send...

Their Key They Keep Me In.

98' dopefiends inc *& LOB