The Lonely Life Poem by Lenny ChantWasol

The Lonely Life



I drink to lift these dark moods,
Yet all it does is makes things worse.
I can’t leave these lonely roads,
I feel as if I’m cursed.

Cursed in love, cursed in life,
Destined to always be on my own.
Will there be one I can call my wife,
Or will I die alone?

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