Outside Looking In

So deserted, but never alone.
There's just no time to call my own.
I wish for things that cannot be,
Hoping

Very Complimentary

a gin and tonic in a hyperbolic glass

passed from being to being

as if freeing the all seeing eye

another

I tried to hang on to her,
the lovely vision of what she was,
but lost my grip,
the girl and her dreams
disappearing before

Sorrow and pain emit from his heart,

Rendering feelings that will not depart,

He is weighed down by hopeless despair,

As shame

Martyr, My last request.

Despite conclusive evidence,
suggesting I was not at fault,
no voice spoke out in my defence,
and brought