Lonely
Here I am sitting alone on
A Friday night. Wishing that I
Had someone to be with. Someone
To wake up to in the morning.
Someone to talk to.
No ones here accept me
And my journal. I go to sleep
And I dream about John. He
Was my first true love. I broke up
With him because I did not
Think a long distance relationship
Would last. I wake up and
Decide to give him a call.
I try to cal him up
And find out that he committed
Suicide the day after we broke
Up. I was speechless and then
I started to cry. Disturbed and
Upset I go for a drive to
Clear my mind. I was not
Paying attention when I ran
A stop sign. I end up in the
Hospital for 3 days. A week after
I got out the Hospital Johns
Brother came from England
To comfort me. He looked
Just like John. Latter that
Night cam went to go to his
Hotel and he got into an accident and
Died. I notice every time I
Get close to a man he dies. So
Here I sit night after night
Sitting in my house with my
Journal wishing that I could
Love someone and also have
someone to wake up to.