Loneliness surrounds me,
Bringing me down.
Right now all I see,
Is me in this town.
And as I look around,
I feel I could drown,
In this sea of emptiness,
That seems so profound.
And I’m begging for a rope,
To pull me out.
A small gleaming ray of hope,
And no sense of doubt.
To know that I can touch the shore,
Without being dragged down,
Back to that lonely town.
Can no one see that,
I’m struggling so hard,
To cross those few feet,
That stretch like a yard.
So can someone please tell me,
How to get myself back,
To where things are good and happy,
And not just so black.
Jun 2, 2013
Jun 2, 2013 at 1:38 PM UTC
Loneliness surrounds me,
Bringing me down.
Right now all I see,
Is me in this town.
And as I look around,
I feel I could drown,
In this sea of emptiness,
That seems so profound.
And I’m begging for a rope,
To pull me out.
A small gleaming ray of hope,
And no sense of doubt.
To know that I can touch the shore,
Without being dragged down,
Back to that lonely town.
Can no one see that,
I’m struggling so hard,
To cross those few feet,
That stretch like a yard.
So can someone please tell me,
How to get myself back,
To where things are good and happy,
And not just so black.
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