Lonely

Lonely

When you're lonely, and feeling great pain,
It's like standing alone, out in the rain,
Or like walking the halls, comply insane,
That what it like, when you're lonely.

When you're lonely, with no where to go,
It's like having a sled, but not any snow,
Its like having a horse, that you can't ride,
It's being all knotted up inside.

The pain of loneliness, is hard to bare,
And you hope you'll soon find someone to care,
But it's always the same, when the end is near,
You get lonely.

I hope you'll never, feel what I've described above,
I hope that you're always blessed with love,
I hope you'll find your one and only,
And you'll never know the pain, of being lonely.


          Alonzo Gene Tillery Sr.
             May 1985