There you stand so lonely
Like a shadow on the wall
Broken like your heart
Not half the man you were before
Look at yourself drinking
Your life into the ground
Eyes sunken in your head
Your ears don't hear a sound
You brought it down upon yourself
This feeling of pain and sorrow
Do you even care if you are gone
Or if you're here tomorrow
You sit alone all day and night
And frown at everything
Your adding salt into your wounds
Now tell me does it sting
The pain of all your suffering
Can all come to an end
Don't live your life so lonesome
And go looking for a friend
This poem © Timothy David Cook.
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