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