The Tomes of Allagan: Vol. 1

The Pain of Solitude

Daily I am plagued with another new ailment.

With each searing pain, it feels like impalement.

Some days I suffer from pain in my chest.

The sad thing is, you could say I am blessed.

Other days I suffer from pain in my mind.

I feel things would be easier, if only I was blind.

Those around me bring about fears and desires.

Causing situations that cannot be satisfied, and unquenchable fires.

To lie with a woman, and share a moment of true passion with her is one to be rivaled by no other.

Yet love travels far, and need not be by a significant other, but instead by a friend, mother, or brother.

Deeply do I wish to spend my days in the arms of the one I love, and to have her hold me back.

Yet with this hole in my heart, it tortures me and makes me feel like I've been attacked.

Though now, I have no love, and no one to hold and share the night with;

They are all gone now: Ava, Sierra, Mono, and Griffith.

Throughout the night, my bed lays bare and my heart grows cold.

With each passing year my body grows old.

The greatest pain I have in my heart, is the real reason we all drifted apart.

Ava is gone, yet still left in my world.

Her beauty still radiates in my dreamworld.

Sierra is gone, I pushed her away.

I nearly lost her once, and begged her to stay.

While she sparred me the pain, of being alone.

I was selfish and removed her from my phone.

Mono is gone, my loveliest yet.

In life all she wanted was to ride on a jet.

Griffith is gone, and so is our fire.

I've never met a woman with so much sexual desire.

With all of them gone, I remain here and bleed.

Not like my woman, and to help them I'd plead.

But instead like a soldier, with a fatal wound.

Taunting me, as all I can do is stare at the moon.