A Corner Named Loneliness
I’m standing in the corner
of a room named loneliness
There are people all around me
in their ties and fancy dress
They’re engaged in conversation
and though some of it’s with me
without you in my life
I’m as lonely as can be
I’m laughing as I’m talking
but my thoughts are all of you
The way we use to laugh
and the things we use to do
I’m drinking and pretending
that everything is fine
But secretly I’m dying
knowing you’re no longer mine
I look around and wonder
when this room became so small
I’m searching for the exit
with my back against the wall
The ceiling’s getting shorter
and the air is getting thin
I dare not think about it
or this room will start to spin
Your face is flashing through my mind
but I need to let it go
There are many expectations
I maintain this social show
Yes somehow I’ll continue
with this smile held on my face
But secretly I’m dying
In this cold and lonely place
Copyright © Darrell Rose | Year Posted 2019
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