I Am Bored With Loneliness
Loneliness embraces me
now that you are gone
and my life is a meaningless maze.
Coldness and hardness
replaced your sweet pseudo love.
I can not believe that I will never again
hold your hand; nor kiss your lips.
Your soft voice still whispers love to me at night;
but you are silent and invisible when I wake.
You never desert me in my dreams.
Will you ever be there once more in reality?
Or am I doomed to this eternal void without you?
Dear mistress of my heart and cruel heart breaker,
pretend that you still care, as you once used to.
(Remembering being bored with a broken heart for this contest)
Jack Horne
|