there is no emptiness like that void of one’s friends

there is no peace, no justified end

when all words and thoughts stop

where i began and you left off

what an idiot i was

emotions took over just because

i had to find a reason

for what seemed to be like treason

the worst i could be

crazy fool, with no thought of thee

though the flowers should bring me delight

i feel nothing but sorrow for the fight

clouds cover my sight

you have left and i am without night

there is no sleep

for your friendship i did not keep

now there is no one left here

but hollowness and  tears

longest lefthander in the world (Photo credit: Nikki McLeod)