emptymirror's blog: "poetry"

I have only the sincerest sympathies,

to those of you that have lost and not gained,

never found happiness without having wept,

who's stories aren't told, forgotten and pained.

I too know pain, and it's seductive embrace,

to fall into a lifeless rut, trying to forget her face,

but even though you feel alone in a hatefull life,

I'm here for you, so you can drop your knife.

I have only the sincerest sympathies,

for every time you've loved and been cast aside,

sifting through clothes they left and you kept,

you who's a stranger, for in no one can you confide.

I know nothing of hardship or feeling hate,

I've lived a sheltered life, all I do is wait,

but I do know the cold comfort of depression,

I may not be a priest, but I will hear your confession.

I have only the sincerest sympathies,

because what else can one feel but pity?

I know, because in the buisness of misery, I am adept,

the only defense we have is to be sarcastic and witty.

I know your pain and Iopen my arms to you,

because sadness has crippled me, not much else I can do,

but maybe because of our sad bond of emptiness and solitude,

we can remember what it's like to be happy, and never again brood.

All I have are sympathies for your plight of sadness,

but I'll protect you from the world and it's madness.

thanks for reading, let me know your opinions, bye. :)