I feel as if it has all been said before
I sit in the dark

Want

The things I desire are elusive
There is emptiness

Cold

A touch should bring passion
Not resentment

Anger

How can you lay next to someone who worships you
And feel fully alone

Silence

There are others who long to be beside you
Who would take his place

Deception

Would you trade one pain for another
Would the substitution satisfy

Despondent

A barren heart a
A lush mind
and too many hours in a day