The bitter creation

"Where has my motivation gone? 

I will not allow it to deprive me for too long..

I sometimes question the reason for my existence.

Natural needs of support only strengthen her condemn-ment, & her resistance.

The cold feeling of loneliness, as my heart continues its confusion & ail.

Will her perceptions of me always be hateful, bitter & stale?

Dwelling in the nightmare of a pest without a haven..

What have I done to create this abomination?

Do I really have to continue as the scorned, & condemned creation?

Since I can last remember, I have been nothing more than an allergic, unwanted member.  

The slightest desire of love, or anticipation,

 abides the moment I embrace unwanted, castigated rejection. 

Alone & empty, I will remain bold, & proceed to my own faithful destination."