How silent is the night as the hours pass

the sense of loneliness is felt actively

nobody to talk to or snuggle up to in bed

there is too much time for you to reflect

just your thoughts to fill the black void

years have passed you by far too quickly

no lover or partner to share the dark

youth and drive waned the fear stark!


Thoughts at three in the morning alone is hard

that silence over time the mind is scared!


The Foureyed Poet.

Published in: on 21/11/2008 at 03:49  Comments (1)  

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  1. Reblogged this on The Foureyed Poet and commented:

    Loneliness destroys the will to live! The Foureyed Poet.


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