Loneliness has no place in my empty bed
full of dreams and fierce desires,
unpracticed love stored away almost dead
among memories of those now gone,
such heat a strong spark requires
when the cold remains until dawn.
Options dwindle in the face of harsh reality
cruel life choices leading to the cold
pushed ahead by time facing my mortality,
cold that clings to my solitary skin
while my story becomes old
and all I am slowly dissipates within.