where do we go?
where do all the lonely souls go
when they find themselves all alone
consumed by a sadness and emptiness
that cuts their soul to the bone?
where do all the lonely souls go
when they find they've been left behind
with the absence of love, with no tender touch
why is it that some are so unkind?
where do all the lonely souls go
when they feel that their life is through
maybe, just maybe, there is no one else
so it's ourselves we are left to turn to?
where do we go, when no one else will listen? i would imagine we listen to ourselves.
yet you still echo in all of my thoughts. and i love you.......
simply sam
8/19/98
9:43pm
Unpublished work Copyright 1998 Sherry A. McMenemy Guzman aka simply sam
Email: sam@sinosa.com
