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Lonliness

 

 

I sit in a quiet room,

I cry tears of a lonely girl,

waiting for solace from the night.

 

I wait in a pool of insecurity,

afraid he will not call.

I stare blankly at an empty screen,

waiting for words to flow easily.

I dream of being close to him,

then he pulls away

and I'm left crying.

 

I lay in my bed,

dreaming of his voice

of hearing him say my name.

I feel my heart race as the phone rings,

I know it is not him.

I think, and wish, and wonder

unsure of where I'm going.

The only sure thing in my life is that I love him. 

 

Still I sit in a quiet room,

I cry tears of a lonely girl,

waiting for solace from the night.

And I hope and pray that as the day end,

somehow everything will once again be all right.