No Love, No Worth, No Humanity (Poem)

And here I am 53 years old... 

Searching for the grail... 

Living through a prolonged nightmare... 

A loveless wasteland, 

trying to prove my worth... 

Even my own mother won't acknowledge my achievements, 

and my father buries or destroys them... 

Women debunk the theory true love exists... 

And I've become even more invisible than before... 

Not hearing anything but a wicked voice telling me to go away... 

Far far away... 

Sunk in the shadows of the corner of my empty room... 

My bed sheets tattered and unkempt...

A place where only one exists...

A place of unutterable solitude...

And no hope for Humanity...