I stay up late tossing and turning,
As each thought leaves my heart burning,
Longing for that person who would make me complete,
But as the sands of time travel, my life does deplete,
Alone I wander left to walk a lonely road,
Looking down I wish that time slowed,
Down to a crawl so I could find the one,
One that would heal this heart undone,
Traveling down this path called life,
As I see everyone else happy, fife,
The clouds of sorrow always seem to gather,
The second I begin to blather,
Losing myself in my words that keep me sane,
The words that keep at bay my pain,
There is no finish, no finish line,
Not even when the clouds give way to sunshine,
For that light never seems to last,
It always disappears much too fast.
Leaving me in darkness, in a stupor of thought,
Left searching for that which I've always sought...