November 15, 2005

• School & Work

  Hey, I have been really busy with school and work lately.
  I have had a lot of assignments and tests to make and  to correct these past few weeks. Now it’s time to buckle down and get ready for finals. WOW!!! I can’t believe there is only two weeks left in this quarter. It seems like it was only yeasterday that school year started.
  I have all students relatories due a week from Monday.
  Here in Brazil, the school year ends now at the end of November. Classes will start again in February and that means I should have plenty of time to rest before my own classes at College start as well.
  
  

   

  
  

  Loneliness

  
  

  To all those who are lonely . . .

  
  

  Madness tears at my soul –

  
  

  Not wanted now or ever!

  
  

  Away! Away! my life line flows,

  
  

  For from its chords I’m severed.

  
  

  Insanely on this vast sea -

  
  

  This vast sea called life,

  
  

  Loudly, yes, loudly I scream,

  
  

  Yet no one hears my cry.

  
  

  Hopelessly I float yet still

  
  

  Striving for my breath.

  
  

  Weakly I’m losing my will;

  
  

  Come! O come! Sweet death!

  
  

  Yet somehow death is distant -

  
  

  I haven’t the strength to let go

  
  

  Though the wild billows around me chant

  
  

  And threaten to take me below!

  
  

  None! None! Why will none answer?

  
  

  Does no one hear my cries?

  
  

  And as the billows become ever stronger

  
  

  I look up to the skies!

  
  

  What do you suppose I found there,

  
  

  Upon it’s magestic wings did fly,

  
  

  The answer to my cries and prayers -

  
  

  The bird of death heard my cry!

  
  

  It swope down close to me

  
  

  And waited there a while.

  
  

  I grabbed it’s wings, you see,

  
  

  Death took me my last mile!

  
  

  You see no one knew how I

  
  

  Found sweet peace in death,

  
  

  For no one would care if I would die

  
  

  So I gave up my breath.

  
  

  Loneliness is greater strife

  
  

  Than any tongue can tell.

  
  

  And not being wanted here in life

  
  

  Is worse than any hell!

  
  

  So peace in death came to me

  
  

  And gave me great relief;

  
  

  For to live, on life’s great sea -

  
  

  Alone – gave me only grief!

  
  

  Shy~Sep05

  
  

  
  

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