My Poetry, Philosophy, Thoughts and Ideas.

5/20/2005

Loneliness

I need a shoulder to cry on
My friend, I thought I wasn't alone
I believed, in difficult times, I had someone to rely upon
To share a part of me that is dying to be gone

I know I would cope & move on
Yet these tormenting nights are but too long
I deceived myself thinking I was strong
But Know not yet when again will it dawn

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Wow!

Loneliness is actually both my best friend and enemy. It is nice to read your views......

Nalini.

1:17 PM

 

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