An eternal thought, of you there

An eternal thought, of you there
Looking at me, sobbing here
For thy love, thou do not share
Driving me to the kingdom of Lear
Slowly I sulk to my despair
Talking and whispering to thee
Who is so thin and between my somber air
Driving me mad and crazy;
it's my mind I see, not thee there!
O if pain doth cut, it cut a hole
In my logic, my life's reason
And burden my heart, and drain my soul
Of all its love by love's treason.
Desperately I cling to my thought mad
Because I am lonely and terribly sad……….

poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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