In Isolation
I wallow through the bloody fields
Weighed down by my own inadequacies
With each step I falter and further down I tumble
Only time separates me from the inevitable plunge
Others walk on shaded paths, safe and vertical
How I long to call for them, let them drown
In blood with me. I cannot though, it is not my way
The scarlet death will consume me
And I shall die as I lived
In isolation
