Lost, a stranger in a familiar world,
unable to connect or become a part of it.
Struggling to participate, failing
consistently without any effort.
Calmly resigned to the facts of this
mundane universe, untied, untitled to
my stay on earth.
Quietly existing, putting in time, so
one day soon everything will end.
RoseAnn V. Shawiak
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lost-stranger/
