Misery Loves Company

One lost lover
is one too many.
You cry alone.
Arent there any
that feel like I
and need to cry?

I need somebody
to tell me it's okay,
to tell me
that the sun will shine
someday.

I don't like to be
without the company
of another sad soul
that's got to be
feeling like me.

Misery, oh misery
I just need to know
that somebody else
can feel this low.
I need company.

poem by Edwina Reizer
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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