when one has so much love to give
and no one to receive
hate and anger start to breed
with no way to relieve
a simple smile a caring tough
a love so pure and true
these are things i live without
that are taken for granted by you
walking down a silent street
reaching for that hand to hold
looking to see the emptyness
thing brings with it this cold
some feel as if they are better off
being single and alone
i used to think these things each day
till i walk into an empty home
the unerving feeling of silence
and still of the lonely night
make me feel there must be more
but im just to tired to fight
so i pace around each evening
trying to shake feelings of despair
the more and more i think of it
the less and less i care
this is the lie i tell myself
to get me through each day
these steady thoughts of sorrow
just bring on more decay
so what am i to do
with this pathetic life of mine
lie to myself a little bit more
things will get better with time
i lay down and cover up
holding the pillow on my bed
with thoughts of happier times
running though my head
i cry myself to sleep each night
hoping the daylight will never come
i must end this life of misery
I am Finished, I am Done!
