Loneliness
By Dillon Collins
The loneliness in my heart, slowly tears me apart.
These clicks are not my friends, the endless trying ends.
The gloves now have come off, the people here all scoff,
cause they don't believe that I, cry on the inside.
Okay I lied I do have friends, and even though most of this poem is pretends,
it is true that here and now i feel lonely.
Because when they leave there leaves a part, of my ever bleeding heart,
the part that holds the happiness within.
But even when all my friends are gone, there will still be a song,
to help me through the dark and misty times.
The mist will soon grow deeper, but the song is like a seeker,
it will guide you deeper even though you might be creeper.
So now most of this poem is true, and all of it I have construed,
as a parting farewell message here to you.
The bible is the song, and trust me it's not wrong,
even though soon all of you will be gone.
The ending now is here, and though you all may fear,
trust in the singer of the song, for in the end He is never wrong.
