The Dragon

Upset I turn to the dragon.
The dragon being a soul,
More lost then mine, I cry...
Feeling lost, alone and upset.
I sit here thinking,thinking of things.
Things that is best left unthought.
Why must pain hurt so?
When the world is so full of beauty.
Why is pain and sorrow all I feel?
For but a moment I dream ...
A dream never to happen.
Of someone that magicly heals my hurts.
Of someone I love more then ever.
For but a moment I dream of you...
The Dragon...