Despair The sun rises again on a day of monotony The mundane, the dull has finally got to me No purposeful existence such a disappointing dysfunction Path of live is curved, I'm stuck at a junction. I've been left, cannot I not DO right? I'm exhausted, tired, emotional, losing the fight They say words and reflection is a way you can make time for yourself, a relaxing escape At the end of all that, it is still there The pointless existence, the pain, the despair. When you've been selfless, it's easy to know The happiness it brings and the smiles that show But if you don't get any , the smiles turn round You don't ask for much, another reason to be down Care, time and loving, I've given plenty but now that has gone, I'm running on empty No time for anything, nothing to enjoy What was once loved are consigned to annoy Repetition as the days roll by Work, sleep, food. Time to cry. So with much reflection In this game we've been spun It's time for game over I quit. You've won. S.C