The sun sets and the moon and stars begin to rise And alone I sit in a hall full of commotion. No one cares to hear my cries; Am I anchored by my devotion? I am constantly surrounded But I am always alone. Sometimes I am dumbfounded, I feel my only friend is the phone. But I feel that connection beginning to fade Despite the fleeting and failing tries That I have made and made and made. Oh, how I fear and curse it's demise. There is a light at the end of the tunnel, though. But can I be sure that the light will not go?
Reason for writing:
I wrote this shortly before my fiance left me. When I went off
to school I missed her a lot and felt very much alone. After a
while I knew something was wrong, and unfortunately I was right.
Comments welcome- just e-mail me.
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