Lonliness calls to all who fall

In this dark world where I stay

I walk across grass made of thorns.

to find you, for you have strayed

with your devilsih horns.

 

The winds blowing needles, 

and it's raining rocks.

My bodies giving out,

my hearts as heavy as an ox.

The blood, the pain

I know it's insane.

 

To look for you until I finally fall.

I know it sounds insane

To love you, after this all.

Author's Note

Only the 4th poem ever written by me.