BEING LONELY IS NO WAY TO LIVE
DAVE THE POET

Being lonely, Is no way to live
For the life, Left in me
I can’t find, An alternative
It’s different, From being alone
Deep down inside, Your soul hurts
You want to scream, Try to cry
Only to find, The well is dry
Silent and empty, Is your core
Lost and looking, So unsure
Asking, The simple questions
Why, What, How
Memories emerge, Like side show performers
Spiraling, To a point of clarity
You realize, Misery loves company
Imprisoned, With your pain
You, Are lonely no more