for the moment...
then summoned to lowliness once anew
Hoping for a chance at happiness
seems too isolated in the distant
The physical pain and sorrow
are augmented to the foreground.
Too weak to combat, Iím afraid...
but willing to strive.
Sadness it seems is never-ending
As thought I must remain in this predicament
I attempt to reach out, but no one is there.
I need some tenderness in my life.
I need fulfillment and tranquillity
When will that special someone care?
Lifting of my spirit is a difficult task
to journey the road alone.
Someone who lends joy from a distance
At times seems too abstract to disclose.
loneliness enters my life incessantly
This feeling... I thought had departed.
To search my soul for reality
Was simply a dream of which I should have accepted.
Help me reminisce my fantasy world...
for it keeps me existent at best.
Fantasy is better than nothingness at all.
It keeps oneís spirits high
Consider my plea for some humanity and
Please restore my shattered dreams.
Maureen B. Black