By: Kevin Norbert G. Lopez
A feeling we must endure;
A state where we’re unsure.
Under the light or the lonely night,
I feel down, giving up without a fight.
No more energy to fill me up!
No more family to fill my cup!
Only birds to hear as they sing.
Sing a song to their loved ones as they spread their wings and present a ring.
I had the same story once,
It crumbled apart as they left.
Not caring nor giving me any heft.
I turned to my left then to my right.
I see no one I know in sight.
How it feels to be alone?
No one to comfort you, not the unknown.
Until sundown I shall await the arrival of a friend or foe.
Losing time, my life at stake
Only I hope, what I reap I do not sow.
My fault was mine,
Alone it was mine to bear and dine!
Alone I shall stand and seek
A friend or foe that I might speak.
Until the end I shall strive
Until the day I will thrive!
No more state where we’re unsure,
No more sadness–a feeling we must endure.