Monday, February 14, 2011

Forlorn Solitude

These lonely tears seep into my worn pillow with care,

since the two know each other so well.

These dark days cloud my mind with loneliness,

I want and try to discover otherwise.

Yet when I look around and call out,

I find my fears confirmed with echoes of silence.

All I need right now is to feel something,

yet my fickle heart remains cold.

All I need right now is to know someone's there,

yet I find myself in an empty dark room, crying alone.

1 comment:

A girl said...

Always There.

A shoulder isn't alot,
Simply a token of my care,
A place to cry and unload a burden of thought.
I'm forever here with a blanket to share,
Please know this, lonely heart I love.

I don't have much to offer,
I never thought I could be anything,
But in Christ I can be a shoulder,
And encourage His sheep in everything.
Please know this, lovely child of God.


It's terrible, but for the first time I don't care about the litature aspect of it.. It's not perfect and it doesn't have to be because it never will be. I love you and I want you to know these things.