“Heartfelt Loneliness”

I love alone inside my heart
where no other heart has been
I just can’t seem to pry the door
to let anybody in
It’s such a safe and sacred place
I fear the wrong company
Yet I so desperately
almost obsessively
long for the right guest
in hopes to make him
a permanent resident
But days go by
like empty sighs
and nights are endless
deaths
As the beat endures
its dejected tone
I fear I’ll ever be
alone

~*~
04/1998

Copyright © 1998 Brenda Barnhart. All Rights Reserved.
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“I fear the wrong company
Yet I so desperately
almost obsessively
long for the right guest
in hopes to make him
a permanent resident”

Brenda Barnhart