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I rest my weary head
in the arms of lonely darkenss
wishing to see beyond this bed
in my cold and empty room.
No sliver of light
to awaken my hopes,
no kiss goodnight
to bid a peace-filled sleep.
Vain repetition
breathes in
breathes out
of a heart that pounds
each broken dream,
each shattered hope.
A tear to stain
a pillow -
no one shall see,
no one shall know
the loneliness behind the smile,
the emptiness inside my heart,
the ache
that breaks
a strong front into a silent whimper
as I lay here
in the arms
of a lonely night.