So Closes the Lonesome Curtain, So Ends Another Loveless Day

 

 

 

The hope of another morning sun

Has given way to the fading afternoon

The light of day is waning true

Despair is waiting for the calling moon.

The inevitable will come to pass

As it does every endless day

No love, no warmth, no sanctuary

To hold the coldness of life at bay.

I am such a broken man

Broken by more than in two

The pieces are scattered so carelessly

And I don’t know what to do.

My bed and soul are cold

As I spend another night alone

I’m lost, too lost this time

To find my way back home.

The sun goes down

It crawls on below

The crimson horizon

And closes the lonesome curtain

Of another loveless day.

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