By Nick Wellhausen
Date: 23 October 2000

Loneliness

You'll not find a warm human anymore,
but a broken man lying on the floor. 
My time exausted, wasted by the pain
an empty transport for the soul remains.
The source of my tears has run dry
no more will I ask the question why.

All has lost meaning and purpose,
All my flaws have begun to surface.
Not a day runs by when I have not thought of you,
each day brings new sadness with a sliver of hope shining though.

This world bring so much hurt and dispair, 
what I would not give to merely smell your hair.
All these words I speak are as iron, true.
And yes, most of all, I still love you.

A lone feeling dwells in my heart, 
true depression, a feeling of nothingness.
Time has lost meaning and the routine of each day as well.
When something affects you so much, you can't deny it was love.

When all I have ever felt for has turned out wrong
I sit back and wonder if my suffering will be long.
I just want this day to end, I just want to lean on a friend.
But your the only person I see.

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