The Tear Drops Speak of Loneliness

The tear drops speak of loneliness As they wash a painful Soul And the melody playing on the radio is that of a Lonely song, the lyrics speak of someone like you And a golden voice croons of the pain in my heart But as I strive to uncover the abundance of adoration That can so excite a heart and make it flutter A melancholy air engulfs me and I am cautious And apathy clings to the moment and I feed the presence Of pretense In this vortex of sadness, dark clouds hover and the misty Rain is just on time to mask the frowns that follow a Saddened heart as eyes swell and crow’s feet encroach On the squeezed crooked lips of a cold numbing Solitude It is then that the wind calls your name And as I dream of ecstasy Reality strikes me with vengeance and in this state of being I find myself in a dimension of darkness floating in a sea of agony I reach out but there is no you to touch And I wonder will you ever come to me And lead me to the light or must I, as does the dead man walking Take a solitary walk to the solitary light in the solitary world That is my solitary life And the tear drops speak of loneliness. Earl S. Jackson Nov 2012, Copyright © 2012 Earl S. Jackson, all rights reserved.