this bed feels so cold
with only
one body
sleeping,
this body feels so old
with only
one heart
beating,
this heart feels sick,
so ill
with emptiness
and regret
a thousand thoughts
falling like
shards of glass,
falling in a place
where time
does not pass,
how long
does it take a man
to die of loneliness?
to die of longing
to be truly loved
even just once
even if it be
just for a second
or two,
just to hold on
to something
precious
and true,
to hold on
to a heart
other than
my own,
to melt a heart
made of
winter
and stone.
how long
does it take a man
to die of loneliness?
a lifetime,
it seems.