The last resort

Every night I await

That moment of exhilaration,

similar to what came over Julia - pretty was she

So far my waiting is in vain, the thrill is yet to come

I can't breath and then the tears arrive

cold in the darkness of the room.

A lost love. Never to return.

A love that can't be found, I await...

Still waiting.

This is what's causing my dispair.

While my heart aches, my mind awakes.

Words written in pain, never shall be anything else than beautiful.

Sentences that are full of meaning, sweep my thoughts away

Easing the pain, not entirely but still.

The pain transferred,

from my heart to my hand

from my hand to the pen

from my pen to the paper

where it rests, forever to remain a memory.