(5) Lonely IV.XXIII.MMXX 11:10PM

Love hurts, I refuse to even try.
Rejection burns like acid to the eye.
It’d be easier for me to die;
Then it is not to cry every other night.

I’m fed up and tired of getting hurt;
I become distant when being treated like dirt.
For what it’s worth.
She’s dead to me, vanished from this earth.

I spent it all on her, I invested my dough.
Racks on racks on a greedy hoe.
She’ll always be insanely toxic.
Not to mention unstable & neurotic.

She was only fucking me for the money.
Reminiscing a particular memory;
Reflecting on all the things she’s done.
She used to be my girl but now I’m strung.

I went broke for this bitch.
She switched up on me like a snitch.
I was blindsided from being lonely.
I should’ve listened to the voices within me.

All she did was make me feel out of place.
She took my right to personal space.
She’d always be yelling, all up in my face.
I don’t consider her a lady, she’s a disgrace.




Domestic violence, an everlasting toxic relationship.
I wasn’t down for that shit, so I called it quits.
I’m attempting to acquire true love & happiness.
I’ve lived a lifetime of sorrow & loneliness.

I dumped her scandalous ass, cold hearted.
I’ve been progressing, ever since she departed.
Most individuals will try to take advantage.
Until said pupil goes off like a power outage.

Loveless soul yesterday.
Loveless soul today.
Loveless soul for all eternity.
Loveless soul by the name of Tony.

It’s been a prolonged year.
The weather never seems to clear.
Throughout the years, I’ve fallen.
Nevertheless, I’m still going all in.

I’m ready to be loved & all that shit.
I want a reason to stop getting lit.
I’m on the balcony with a lit cigarette.
I’m in my feelings, in agony as I repent.

I desire someone to love.
My other half sent from up above.
The desire to be someone’s one and only.
The burning desire to escape feeling lonely.




I need a lady to make my life better;
Consider this a love letter.
I want a wife I can come home too.
I want a soulmate to help me pull through.

Tough times remind me of this void I have inside.
My inner feelings ignite when I’m drunk & high.
I’m doing life without parole in a loveless prison.
My heart carries a story and it shall be written.

She got up and booked it to the door;
I remember bawling out on my floor.
I wish I could get rid of these memories.
I’m drinking to escape the constant misery.

I’m constantly numbing myself.
Waking up hungover with drug withdrawals is hell.
These days, I don’t know who I can truly trust.
I sure do miss pursuing love, the constant rush.

I don’t ask for much.
I want to be with her during Sunday brunch.
I want her to be with me every time it’s lunch.
My heart’s addicted, it fiends like it’s never enough.

When it comes down to love;
I believe my other half is somewhere up above.
I let my love for the rest roam in the wind.
My world is dark, my room is dimmed.




Fear of dying lonely;
I’m in my room drinking to forget homie.
I’m satisfied, getting lost in my fantasies;
Hoping I disappear from this reality.

Like wildfires, loneliness indeed burns.
I’m high off my ass, I’ll never learn.
I’m saying fuck it until the very end.
You can’t spell friendship without ‘END’

I can’t do anything except face it.
Wondering what it all meant.
What was it all for?
Until I figure this out, I got whiskey to pour.

“Don’t look for love for it will come to you”
While I wait, I’ll be drinking this brew.
“Patience attracts happiness”
Will I now be cured from loneliness?

I know I ask too many questions.
When I’m not sinning, I’m in confession.
When I’m not confessing, I’m stressed.
When I’m not stressed, I second guess.

I live life never knowing what to expect.
My vision has been compromised, I’m a wreck.
I can only wish for a clear outlook and happiness.
I wish to be cured from this dreadful loneliness.