J .R. Rose
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I sit here in the dark,
And wonder when you will find me.
Loneliness falls down my face and it makes
A damp patch on the bed.
No rest for my head,
Until my heart is satisfied.
I think I will not sleep
Until I am dead.
Sadness cannot be defined in words
Will not be made beautiful by shining a light on it.
In the harsh light of day,
Or the suffocating darkness
It will consume and surround me,
Choke and overwhelm you.
No more words I can say
Will help us.
They will find me, when the sun comes.
The morning teacup dropped and ...