Owen Suffolk - Untitled 6
I am so lonely, <br />I am so sad, <br />Speak one word only <br />To make my heart glad, <br />Pass not in silence, <br />For silence is scorn, <br />I am so wretched, <br />Unloved, and forlorn. <br /> <br /> <br />In darkness sorrow <br />I think through the night <br />That each coming morrow <br />Brings thee to my sight <br />As a star sent to brighten <br />My gloom with a beam; <br />And I fall asleep ever <br />With these for a dream. <br /> <br />I know it is madness <br />Thus fondly for me <br />To cheat my life's sadness <br />With dreaming of thee. <br />Our paths through life's journey <br />Run widely apart, <br />And thou can'st be only <br />A dream in my heart. <br /> <br />Then speak in thy kindness <br />One word to my woe, <br />Its music shall haunt me <br />Through life as I go. <br />I am so lonely, <br />I am so sad, <br />One kind word only <br />To make my heart glad.<br /><br />Owen Suffolk<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/untitled-6-2/