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Poetry News Post #5259

Lonliness

Written by: Tendril Lyrikai, of the Blue Larkspur
Date: Friday, November 17th, 2017
Addressed to: Everyone


As I sit here alone.
My grove feels empty.
My emotions are running amuck.
My loneliness aplenty.

Tears spill onto the pages of my journal
Oh why do I feel this way?
My misery feels eternal.
Am I not good enough for anyone?
What else can I say?

I just want someone to look at me
To acknowledge who I am.
I want my heart to beat free.
Instead of being broken and scammed.

But I just keep getting passed by,
Like I don't exist.
I am a sad lullaby,
A poison that everyone resists.

Maybe someday I will be blessed,
With a mate I can call my own.
Who makes sure I am carressed,
And that I'm not alone.

But for now I suffer,
Atoning for something I don't know what for.
Sitting here waiting to discover,
That special someone to save me from this sandstorm.



Penned by my hand on the 6th of Daedalan, in the year 757 AF.


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