I am a heart full of love,
Drowning in a sea of loneliness.
No one swims within my waters,
Nor walks along my beaches.
I am so alone… and so lonely.
Never have I felt so unattached,
So incomplete,
So undernourished.
To be without love is like having not one drop
Of water left in my sands.
I have no flowing beauty.
The tides have battled my shores, profusely.
They’re all washed out.
Why must you pretend you want to wade within me?
Can you not see you only torture me?
You add more poison to my erosion.
Forever in longing.

11-5-1996 Tuesday
Written by Gail Brookshire