The Fact of Loneliness
When you have to live it alone,
It's hard to feel love in your heart,
And have no one to give it to.
I have a family that's always been there,
But this family acts as strangers,
That has a problem that goes nowhere.
I love them all including my friends,
But the love I want to give,
Is love that's not easy to send.
Free from depression and pain,
Sometimes I feel I can't manage,
I feel affraid I have nothing to gain.
I will always stand with my head to the sky,
I will be hurt and I will sit to cry.
My paper and pen and cry in words,
I'll let this pain out here,
Until the depression burns.
So many happy things I can look upon,
So I will stay here and do for the best,
I will keep looking for joy until the pain is gone.
This pain in my heart is stuffed and curled,
But this pain is not just in me,
This pain is spread throughout the world.
EdnaJr.
