Without Someone To Love

 


Life has become a meaningless voyage.
Lost in the silence.
Of mental static noise.
Life unfulfilled.
A kings ransom.
Less it's royalty of joys.
But It all means nothing to me.
Without someone to love.
Would you love my invisibility.
Hiding in plain sight.
So blatantly unseen my ghost.
Tormenting his pride.
Loneliness is a slow death.
I've willingly accepted to apply.
And It would mean everything.
To have someone to love.
But my vessel lies empty.
Withering of rot.
Somethings gone missing.
Like a thief in the night.
My wish scurries with hurry.
A dream torn right from my heart.
Surely I'll die.
Because life's lost its meaning.
Without someone to love.
I had hoped.
I had never seen your face.
But physiological intimidation.
Has beat that dead horse.
With an emotional stone.
And now I believe I can't hardly wait.
To feel loves poisonous kiss.
Lip locked tight like Fort Knox.
Priceless I imagine it must taste.
But it all means nothing to me.
Without someone to love.
Existence has been roughly chiseled.
Down to the scars.
A revelation of flaws.
I must be wandering.
I'm nothing more than lost.
Disorder of imperfections.
Breaking all physical laws.
Tearing down my walls.
Without someone to share love.
And make my heart their home.
Nothing beckons me but withdraw.
And live this life alone.
Until love makes her call.