A sadness born of loneliness
Of distance and confusion
An easing based in fantasy
Of dreaming and illusion
The darkness of abandonment
An ally of rejection
The burning eyes of tears gone by
With bitter sour reflection
The grainy grey of start of day
Lain sleepless, hours, staring
The futile days spent wishing
For other lives more daring
The river runs in black and grey
A story growing older
A heart that yearns for warmth
As the world around grows colder