Lonelyful Thoughts

The past through my sorrow,
Love isn’t something to borrow.
The path to my heart seems so narrow,
I know, but would you be the one
That will free me of another sad tomorrow?
 
Tomorrow is so close,
And now I can barely breathe,
I can barely type, those words
That stop me from agonize,
And when you realize
That I’m in a sad and cold lair,
Visit me sometime to
Save me from the total despair…
Yes, it’s not fair…
If I wasted my hope, and don’t want
Hope from you, because your presence it’s
The closest sensation that fill my blank,
But only for an instant…