A Lonely Stone

        
It hurts
because
I want you bad
but what's worse
is the sad that hangs
bring me the hearse
and I'll climb in the back
I've wrote the dirge
although I'm rewriting that
I'm on the verge
of going mad


I look at you
often and think
what can I do
to change things
oh how I wish
that you would feel
just a tiny pinch
of the same thing .


l know how love
can speak from many
minds
but fewer ever sing it
from both sides
I'm aware of this
and the rarities
of certain emotion
in each person
with devotion .


I feel like a lonely
stone
that has been thrown
awaiting to be kicked
to some place
again unknown .


For the first time
in my life
I made my feelings
known , as I'm usually shy
you were the reason
that I tried
'cause you're too good
for leaving
too another guy .