I sit here in my world, of lost souls, as confusion
and isolation bestow upon me.
What is this I 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
waking hours for you.
For you not knowing this, I have already given my
heart, and have fallen in love with you.
Loneliness 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 sad, but happy as well.
For I not only have you inside of me, but a new
friend which was once lost to me. So I am grateful
for what you have given back to me, and that my
dear is my own self love.
Written By:
Donna Le
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