My Sorrows

As I sit here in my sorrows, I look for the words that follow

Alone and dead inside the tale of my sorrows

1 away from a death to my own Because I am so hollow

As I sit here in this parking lot, dark and lost in thought

It gives me solace as no one will come and see me sulk

Sulk for what I sought, Death I thought

I only wait for her, Expiry release me from what follows

Throat is thick with the tears the ones I choose to swallow

For I will not shed them for you to see, that is not me!

But these are my sorrows!

Thought I walk alone no family to call my own

If my love came today would anyone wonder? who he was? why was he so hollow?

“No” I would say

For here I am alive and well but not really, truly I am very hollow

For I exist in dismay no reason to change I would say

Why prolong this evermore for I wish not to be here anymore

Let this be my end this existence I abhor

Death my love it is you that I adore

But yet our love can be nothing more only hollow

That is the tale, the tale of my sorrows.