openhart
Salt Lake City, UT
age: 45
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I feel so lonely, overcome by gloom,
I want to have and give love, or rush to doom.
They all want princes, rippled bodies and gold;
I am only me, not prime, or fit, and I'm getting old.
I grew up wild, unrestrained and free;
at least I could do anything that didn't cost money.
Then I found her and she was my dream come true, we shared my best day;
But I couldn't hold on and she slipped away.
I tried to move on and find my place,
I extended my hand, but grasped only space.
Then my world evaporated and I was even more alone,
I couldn't go forward and I couldn't go back home.
And what do you know She and I connected as old best friends
, but only for a moment and she was gone again.
Shattered and lost, I found a hole in which to crawl,
I didn't choose that place; I didn't want that spot at all.
Nineteen years later I am alone again,
I have looked on the web and I have found My friend.
She too is unattached but she doesn't desire another time of we,
she said friendship only and that's OK by me.
But now she's distant and I have no hope for me,
They all want a prince and I am only me.
I fell so lonely, overcome by gloom,
I want to have and give love, or rush to my doom.
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