Dated 1-May-2008

Spring fever is leaving me achy
My soul is weak and shaky
My brain is tired and flaky

Alone is nor a good feeling
It often leaves me reeling
I’m in need of profound healing

Am I destined to be alone?
Is there a way I can atone?
Can you please throw me a bone?

This poem’s pretty bad
Its says how I am sad
I’ve nothing more to add.