I sit here in my world, of lost souls, as confusion
and isolation bestow upon me.
What is this feel, pity, a feeling of self
worthlessness.
No only the feeling of being alone. The coldness
wraps around me, as tears fall down my saddened
face.
Wanting you, needing you, is all but a dream gone
wrong. If I were to hold on to you, I would only burn
in the end.
For I must comfort my own aching world and enrich
my fullest of being, alone.
I cherish what we had, but can only lose in the waiting
hours for you.
For you not knowing of this, I have already given my
heart, and have fallin in love with you.
Lonliness fills my every hour of being away from your
presence.
To hold you is my desire, so strong, so needing of your
strong arms around me. That is where my weakness
fails me.
I need to stand alone and be my only friend, so feelings
of being without you can no longer fill my days.
For then I am not alone anymore.
Written By:
Donna Le
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