Day One

I don't want to be the one
who counts my days
down to none.
To be the only
person
on this planet
so sad and very
lonely.  I sometimes
can't muster the
strength to go to
any length of change
or growth, to be
without remorse or
shame.  I am doomed
to roam alone,
fulfillment rings its
empty tone.  I shall
not know what keeps
me going.  Perhaps it's
not what's in the knowing
but what the journey has
to offer.
Pretend!  They say,
while they cram
full the coffer.