Lonely Times

-lonely times- from what i see. i sit and wonder why the happiness was short lived i see people smile and ask no one in particular is it me that is sad alone or is it just what i see?.. what if what i see is not a mistake just the truth brought by some mistakes i did mistakes i cant really tell, they'll kill me; from what i see.. then my soul will rest i suppose, rest from this void this empty world that doesn't need me rest from this world that everything dies from- eventually. ill take the first place in the graveyard, perhaps after Romeo.. but wait she died along with him.. but she kills my soul; sole, from what i see she kills without the heart of reckon she stubs even harder when i try to understand why she doesn't want to explain it from what i see she just want to be gone, go far away with another man gone from these lonely times times that she was all could i see stay with me now, i need you, in these times of lonelyness stay with me my inborn friend, hold together my stand stay with me my poetry i hold you feel you more than i can see