Alone

And i ask of you, all i wish is to be left alone in my world, my world of books and music, of thoughts and poems, do not call upon me to visit reality and my dreams are my life.

 I fear death, and in that is my downfall, do no cast the blame upon me for i shall wither beneath your shrewd look.

 None of us are without blame and remember that because your day of judgement is looming my friend.

What are these mad words that tumble from my mouth?

 Madness do you say?

 Rather i than you. Rather you than i.

I live in my unobtrusive bliss, in my sadness and my joy, and everything i live for is consuming me, consuming us, and all ever so pointless.

Do not hate me, for who i am to hate?

 Let him who is without sin cast the first stone, i think this justly and so shall we all.

 Am i not making sense?

I shall depart now, and hope for you my beloved, i pray dearly for your soul.

Farewell.