Introspective I was alone
Thinking of every heart I've known
They were mine a moment brief
Their very owner was the thief
So close to happiness I was each time
But the hill got steeper with every climb
Each fall then harder hit
A different error I would commit
Frustration became my only friend
To continue on this lonely trend
Sadness had no business here
But her face I could see clear
She cried for me and I for her
She kept me warm through the winter
It was then she won my heart
When Frustration felt the need to part
Her love was fleeting as the rest
No matter how much Hopeful would protest
Hopeful helped me out the most
Until I realized it was a ghost
Just a shadow does it touch things
So then only a foolish man to it clings
As I spoke ere in rhyme
My heart was broken every time
Then each feeling in succession
Always led to one, Depression
It would prove to be Love's twin
A world without became my world within
No matter when my death it was
I knew emotion would be its cause
Every night I would pray
For emotion itself to pass away
But I never thought I'd live to see
The last one fall in front of me
They all were gone except the last
In my hands its fate was cast
I thought that Love would kill me yet
But of its blood my hands were wet
I had accomplished my final goal
The shackles came off my weary soul
But my Relief and Joy were dead
All sense of Satisfaction fled
I am the only one to blame
And the Pride I wanted never came
It was the death of all emotion
And I couldn't even enjoy myself
Wow Zuber, this is a very good poem...I'm loving this one more than "The Reply"...Keep writing these poems...
<3 Leighanne