A Lonely Man

Decision by religion
Make way for reality
He’s got to make himself
A place in society

He’s got nothing else to live for
Except pure existence
His mind and body are
Drained of resistance

He’s lost all his dreams
Torn apart at the seams…

He’s had to live alone
These past few years
He’s had to wipe away
The well-worn tears

And he’s gone on to live a life
Of loneliness and seclusion
He’s had to put out of his mind
His sorrow and delusion

Locomotion and emotion
Lost in reality
Never to be found again
In society

Illusion and confusion
Distressing memories
Recurring nightmares
Of tragedies

And he stares at the open sky
Constantly wondering why…