Sappy

Afraid to let my heart fall,
I sleep alone.
I sit, huddled against the wall,
Watching the phone.

Bugs crawl all around,
Tickle my skin.
Is it peace I've found?
Maybe it's sin.

Just waiting for someone to call,
Waiting all day.
Will it be tomorrow after all?
Maybe it's today.

Still I wait, becoming insane,
Thoughts are mad.
Impatience becoming my bane,
Now I'm sad.

Does anybody love me?
Do I care?
How lonely can life be?
Should I share?

Too many questions for me to answer.
Am I dumb?
Will I die slowly from cancer?
After death; numb.

What will happen when I die?
Would you mind?
Will I fall or will I fly?
Happiness I find.

What will the after-life be like?
Is there one?
Will it be a short jaunt, or a long hike?
Is it fun?

To serve in heaven, or reign in hell?
Horns or wings?
Life is too short to tell.
Judgment He sings.

We are lost in our thoughts, as we fail,
Confusion sets in.
We all die, as we scream and wail.
We never win.

How could any of us be happy?
Knowing the end.
I think of life as being sappy,
I'm no one's friend.

If we all would listen to our heart,
It'll be okay.
Would we not distance ourselves apart?
Who's to say.

Time is of the essence, as they say.
But who cares?
We only track it from day to day.
But who dares?

I guess this is the end,
Nothing to write.
It's the lies I like to bend,
Truth in sight.

One more say before I go,
Nothing to lend.
Just one more word for you to know,
That's the "END".