Heart hard as coal
Black as a hole
Loneliness to fill the void

A bottle or two to
mend the pain
Bar to find a friend
or two

Time will change
the fading brawl
that will live forever
deep inside

Crushed against the wall
of bitter strife
Bona fide life is in
hours of darkness
It seems burden
of no significance

Void of Truth
Mends the ends
As loneliness seems to have found a friend

Darla Marr