This lonely man….this heart alone now
My wasted soul…My wasteland…My life.
Arms stretch out for love…Grasping for the stars so far out of reach..
This lonely me…This sadness..
So much to give but so old, so worthless
So much to say…but feeling so cold, so cold
Tasting rejection…savouring a need…Bittersweet.
This loneliness…So much to give and nothing to receive
Sitting alone as another days shadows lengthen..
Another sun sets on a lonely life
Hopes dashed. Feelings trashed..
And does hope spring eternal?
Yes..It must..It does..Or I would die.
This lonely me..Books my only company..
Old pictures and memories…Laughter a faint echo on a summer breeze.
Long forgotten by laughter
Those few remaining tangible icons on my shelf.
Mocking me, Berating me…Cruel laughter remaining.
Reminding this lonely man of his weak self.
Old past lovers…Remember their names?
But their faces just fade to grey grey dust in my mind.
Past loves so unkind..In this tormented mind.
And the cruel dark night comes…Enters stage left
Like an old drunk actor…Mumbling sad lines..
Of forgotten joy.. of a lover long gone
And another day ends….