©2010 The Motions
Im going through the motionsdoing what I have to get done,
each day fades into the next
until I don't distinguish one from the the other
and I realize at some point
that something is missing in my life.
No one to love, no one to love me.
I feel a blue wash over my being
like Van Gough's starry night
with just the glow of the yellowing stars
casting just enough light to get through.
Im here on my own and Im lonely.
Am I ready? Can I learn to trust enough
to let go of what's been done to me?
The real question is....should I?
Family isnt far but still out of reach
sometimes I wish for something more
a friend to talk to about what Im going through
to share each other's ups and downs in life
That sincerety which only comes from one who
truly cares for you.
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