ONE THOUGHT
Damn,
Will it never end,
This crying over lost
Love?
Spending sleepless
Nights alone,
Days spent in anger,
Again the pills I must
Take to calm me down
To a level where I
Can function.
More pills at night,
Plus alcohol to drug
Myself to sleep,
Hoping for a night
Without dreams of you.
Oh how I long for your
Return.
To be in Hell with you,
Is better than Hell
Without you.
I shall never find
Another who can do for me,
What you alone can do.
Hear the songs of the
Broken hearted lovers,
Lamenting for their
Lost loved ones,
Ones never to return
To the ones who love
Them the most.
I may never give you
What your new lover
Can,
But he will never give
His love as totally as
I can,
For you are my world,
And you are not his
Total world.
I shall never give up
The hope of your return.
For I love you to much
To give up,
That one thought.
C.D.RANSOM