Teary Hopes…

In solitude I sit, dejected…forlorn,

The air hangs heavy, my heart is torn.

The moments are passing, but I do not care,

Whispering hopes now turning to despair.

Irony profound, I apply my might,

A war I wage, a tradition I fight.

You aren’t my foe; my war is for you,

My strength is our luv, despite my chances being few.

My spirit yearns, is burnt to core,

Its suffered pain, humiliation it bore.

I need you, I luv you, Yea, I try,

And yet in solitude…I sit 'n cry…