I need an angel to watch over me,
Donít you see?
Iím coming to the end of lifeís road.
Or, so Iím told.
Some times at night I have dreams.
Some are not good it seems.
I hope some time Iíll see my loved ones again.
Maybe theyíll tell me where theyíve been.
The blood of my life is far away.
I wonít much longer stay.
I miss his company, love and attention.
That, did I mention?
Iím alone but not lonesome.
I have come to reach self-actualization.
There is not much left for me to do.
Iím blessed for all I knew.
I plead for an easy way out.
I realize what the end is about.
August 16, 2009