So unhappy are you, eyes swept with tears

At this point in the so called life you live

That is not working out, despite your fears.

It's as if you have nothing left to give.

What do you now do when you're all alone

With just yourself, your insecurities?

Do you have a safe haven to call home,

Or just stay unhappy, despite your pleas?

Throughout the rest of your life, through your days

Will your heavy heart always be troubled?

Now that love has left you in these same ways

Keeping you disconsolate, a mind fled.

There must be a way to relieve the pressure

Until your heart revives, in its measure.

10/03/2002

Posted on 12/19/2006
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