Unoccupied

Used to exit from that bedsit
Prepare a slap to wake from nap
Just one more breath before death 
A troubled life of strife 
I'd sometimes cry then ask myself why
Yearned to learn when illusions held firm

Dropped college for never ending knowledge 
Became older
A little less bolder 
A servitude of injury and pain
A personal, eternal war
For absolutely no gain
My sheer existence 
Down to persistance

How?

Above all else
When love melts
Those countless cuddles
Were worth plenty of struggles

At times I shone
But now I'm gone
I'm nowhere to be found
Not burned, nor drowned
Nor buried deep
Six feet underground 
As others feared
I disappeared

One day never, I may return
Until then laugh
At this pointless, useless, cenotaph