Dying Young

Friendship
in the years I have;
they all seem to
come and go.

Desolation
is all I got;
it tuned into my
heart and soul.

Wandering
on this only path;
I have destinations
without goal.

Conflicting
with this strange mind;
now thoughts are
on their own.

Affection
is the only hope;
left for me
to grow.

or..

Departure
is all I want;
an escape
from these bones.

Poets notes: this is a wonderful sad poem collab done with my friend Birds of Paradise. & i enjoyed making it it was fun <3*** Thanxs my friend...anyways please comment and rate on his as well. Here's his link
http://www.poems-and-quotes.com/author.html?id=375177
Thanxs and hope you enjoy :)