Sorrow
In a place so bleak
A bereft of hope
Such a barren landscape be
For sorrow is all that be felt
For tis, alas, I’ve lost thee.
÷
I canna say
What was the cause
In truth, twas many things
And tine
It seemed to slip away
Until…alas…twas nothing.
÷
Now….alone…and heart broke
My eyes art filled with tears
Reminiscing…of what was
And what will never be again
÷
For time and tide
Have passed us by
And I know nae
What happened
But twas my fault
And mine alone
At least, of that, I’m certain.
÷
For though I loved thee
Twas nae enough
And I should have known
Twould n’er be
For thou desired
So much more
Yet that
I had nae in me.
÷
And so it was
It came to pass
We didst alas…part ways
And in my sorrow
Twas I resigned
To live out all my days.
÷
For thou art gone
And whenst thou left
My heart
Thou didst take with thee
So in this bleak
And barren land
Tis where, who seek,
Whilt find me.
÷
For there be nae
That I desire
Except…what canna be
For thou art gone
N’er to return
And love, itself, hath left me.
÷
In a place
That be so bleak
And so bereft of hope
A barren wasteland
That once had been
The very garden of Eden.
÷
For though I loved thee
Twas nae enough
And I should have known
Twould n’er be
For thou desired
So much more
Yet that
I had nae…in me.
÷
And so it was
It came to pass
We didst…alas…part ways
And in my sorrow
Twas I resigned
To live out
All my days.
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