The Depth of Loneliness
I cried myself to sleep last night
tears pooling in the corner of my right eye
overflowing across the bridge of my nose
and into my left
and on down onto the pillow
Lonely runs deep
and burrows into my bones
as though it needs to feed on the marrow there
Hope isn’t a cure
but merely a sugar which feeds cells
already fat with melancholy
and you are far too beautiful for me
which pains me
since I still long to feel
your touch upon the small of my back
and trace my fingertips across your face
and press my lips to yours
Fat Bottom Girl Said What 
WOW!!!! I swear we have lived parallel lives. Thank you for being able to voice what I can only feel.
Thanks so much for reading, although I would never wish some of my feelings on anyone. I hope things get better for you!
Lovely and sad
Thank you.
I love everything you right
Thanks for reading my ramblings, as I know they can be a bit depressing.