The Lonely Man

I hide my sadness by fits or anger and tears If you could look through my cloudy eyes all would become clear I have been so alone and have been through so many things The pain that exists in sadness bites my soul and stings Each breath is labored, with struggle I hold onto life Within my veins bleeds no blood only strife The life force in you is not the same within me Disappointment is all that surrounds, so thick I am unable to see Anything positive which may bring me peace But I have been left with nothing by sadness the thief Who strikes as I begin to rise, only to push me down further than before A puddle of tears encapsulates me as I am curled upon the floor Violently shaking, choking on my tears The visions in my nights are the true revelations of my fears As I am now, only lonelier than when I first began I am an image of sadness, I am the lonely man