Sunday, November 12, 2006

loneliness

The loneliness

It always comes

Even in hours

Not so dark

Even in hours

Not so sad

It brings me deeper

In myself

To a place

Where I can’t stand

And all I do is think

of nothing worth thinking about

That’s after the deed

The dirty one

The one that fills me

With regret

The one that fills them

With resent

Which makes them fade away

And then the wheel

Kicks into spin

The loneliness

It spins around

Trading meaningful affection

For a hairpull

And a name said

And a long face

From a sad girl

The loneliness

That’s me

-10/26/05-

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