poeTRY (Volume 2)

Loneliness (Mysterywriter_007)

Loneliness

In the corner she sits on a chair

For her this seems so unfair

She looks at a photo in a frame box

At the man with hair like a fox

A tear runs down her cheek

It's love she wants to seek

Telling herself he went soon

She would give anything, even the moon

Just to see him one more time

Then she would feel fine

The death of a loved one

Is rarely any fun

Everyone says get over it

She looks at his chair

Imagining him sitting there.

Loneliness will never go away

Time can be the only one, as everyone say