Lonely night, hard and cold
As I sit here all alone
Boredom creeps in, taking hold
Feels like a heart turned to stone.
The clock ticks on, so slow and steady
As I try to fill the void
But nothing seems to be quite ready
For this lonely, hard, and bored.
The silence echoes all around
As I search for something to do
But the emptiness can’t be drowned
In this night that feels so blue.
So I sit and wait for dawn
As the night drags on and on
Hoping for a new day to be born
And this feeling of loneliness gone.

Blessings and Love!
Thank you for reading.


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