No different from the love I've been used to
it seems that ‘to love me' …I'm best left alone
so as to ponder my failings… misgivings
while loneliness be the place I call home.
I see love reaching out so inspiring
but for me it's just a space in my heart
always empty, left wanting and yearning
for a love that is true from the start.
To be held then left cold in the darkness
while each sunrise shows how empty life is
always torn from the love that I treasured
knowing loneliness be my life to live.
