Wondering who you are and where you have been
Needing more than a lover, wanting a friend
Someone to talk to, and hold my hand
Compassionate, loving, someone to understand
My life is complex, and never at peace
You are never quite within my reach
To love you emotional suicide
Your heart from me you always hide
This sad tale must come to an end
For I have lovers but never a friend
(written 11/03)
Here I sit all alone with no one to talk to or call my own
Such a sad existance not much of a life it all started down hill when I was no longer a wife
So much water under the bridge so much to drown in living life close to the edge
Happiness no longer a common thing no longer an Angel for I now have broken wings
Pity is not something for which I desire for in my soul there burns a fire
To rage on through life out of control if you think of it please pray for my soul
The night brings false comfort and hope Peace is the one thing needed to cope
This is my life for better or worse
Sadly reduced to this pitful verse
(written 11/03)
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