Thursday, 11 April 2013

On My Own

Am I destined to walk the cobbled stone?
My gaze belongs to no one but the skies
No hand returns my grasp, I am alone
My eyes tell truth but my mouth only lies

To me, there is very little beauty
I do not have the one who holds my heart
I cannot find my way, I cannot see
I wish to turn the clock and to restart

How can I love him so very deeply?
His heart belongs to another, not me 
Loneliness - its gaze, its eyes stare bleakly
Fore’er shall I roam, for eternity.

Yet alas, I see that I have been blind
For I have me, myself and my own mind

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