Shallow mind and a shallow heart
Beat me down til I fall apart
Once or twice is not enough
My mind still says that I’m in love

Do you not understand the severity of what I have to say
Cause I know it’s just like you to turn a blind eye the other way

Lonely doesn’t begin to explain the depth of my solitude.

I’m not sure that numb is the way to live my life
To let my feelings engulf me and lose that last ray of light

You see their pictures on silver screens or in fancy magazines
And think that’s what they look like, all taut skin and no smile lines

I’ve really been writing love poems when I have no real muse.

I go months without hearing from so-called friends and family until I lose the desire to respond, so wounded by their lack of interests that I would rather it stay that way than for them to feign interest.

Life has been a bit unsteady and I have no center gravity to pull me in. One wrong move and I’ll whisk away.

I’d like to get lost in the fantasy of your written words.

Luck knew it wouldn’t follow me so it gifted me the patience to persevere.