What To Do
Here I stand
In an empty room,
Screaming in frustration
At four walls
That cannot feel
The pain of my loneliness
Or the depth of my despair.
Two people
Needing each other.
So close
And yet so far away....
What to do....what to do?
Desperately wanting
To be her knight
In shining armor,
Riding off into the sunset
Together....
Holding her in my arms
And kissing her pain away.
But my armor is
Tarnished and dented
And my weapons
Rusted with age.
Life is not a fairy tale
And there is no happy ending.
The empty room is
My mind....
And the screaming is in
My soul.
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