An arid, putrid stench is settling among that we call life.
Gaging and choking all that get in its way.
Too many a soul have i seen strangled admist its grasp.
Or simply just fade away into it.
" Beware it approaches " harkens an unsettled voice from the lost corridors of my conscience.
Dare i run???
Most certainly will i run from it.
For truly do i wish to feel the emotion so rightly dubbed " happiness ".
But it seems with each lonely step i mistakenly take.
I lose an ounce of faith.
In all my heart calls " precious ".
Upon each summit i amaze myself by taking another tread.
" Why ruin all that i dare " love "??? " Ask my beloved heart.
Ghastly my mind answers " Neither the smog, nor the cruelest article in the world can hurt as much as an unforseen, remote love!!!