cast aside

I lay cold, wet, cast aside,
That fateful night something inside me died,
A quiet, miserable passing,
From this world to another,
And now the need to be solitary,
took me over, I was wary,
to love and be loved again,
to cast aside the cold,
only with the warmth of another,
for whom the fever raged high and heavy,
to hold and be held,
to be cast aside yet again...