alone

alone, apathetic, bored and boring
thus i lie
waiting for sleep to overtake me
returning me to the world i know best
best in my heart
unknown in my mind
what else is there but patience?
waiting for inevitability
every human sleeps and every human dies
this is the order of things
ashes to ashes and dust to dust
vitality consumed and turned to ashes
reborn each day with vigor anew,
with the knowledge that each day ends in the small death
and that every life ends with the real death
no trepidation for my slip from reality
and no fear for me eventual loss of life
each ends the same, and this is comfort
to join hands with eternity, fearless
men stronger then i have failed in this