Poetic past time

Loneliness…

In a small room
Just over midnight
On a single old bed
There lay a petite soul
A soul that feel nothing
Just emptiness, sadness
And loneliness…
A soul that wish
To flee away
From this solemn world

Longing for companionship
Lies strongly within
So desperate… utterly
Yet the soul still strong
Even stronger as time flee
And strong enough
To go through all the bitterness

Egoistic has overcome all these
As one could hardly tell
What lies within the soul?
What they perceived
Merely joy and laughter
For sadness and loneliness
Are safely concealed
Within the soul’s deepest heart
It will remain as it were
For Time solely be the witness
Of all the sorrow… loneliness
Held by the Soul…
MNMJ©