Is Lonely Really a Crime
I've had many one night stands, that left me empty
Spent way too much on whiskey, and on beer
But the one thing, I find, as I get older
Is that lonely, is my biggest fear
My friends have all gone on, to get married
And here I sit, on this barstool again
My troubles I share with the bartender
Hoping that he'll be my friend
It's lonely within these four walls
Even worse is my heartache and pain
From knowing that my future won't change much
And tomorrow will be more of the same
Lonely in self, and lonely in love
Lonely and empty inside
This lonely makes me feel incomplete
But is lonely really a crime
Seven precious hours I've wasted
Just watching the clock on the wall
Wondering if the silence that surrounds me
Is the sound of a heart gone AWOL
Can you lend me an ear if you have one
Would you care to spare some of your time
To listen to a man who needs answers
Is being lonely really a crime
Lonely in self, and lonely in love
Lonely and empty inside
This lonely makes me, feel incomplete
But is lonely really a crime
Lonely in self and lonely in love
Lonely and empty inside
This lonely for me has gone on for so long
I think I'm starting to loose my mind
This lonely haunts me
Most of the time
But is lonely really a crime.....
Copyright © M.P. Shaudd | Year Posted 2017
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