Left alone

Tis rough in this world,
When left all alone.
A chill starts to grow,
And enters the bone.

The feeling of which,
You never quite rid.
No matter what you try,
It cant be hid.

The pain grows stronger,
As time matures.
For the feeling of lonelyness,
There are no cures.

And you stand still,
As life travels by.

You cant catch back up,
So don’t even try.
It is a hell of a life,
That some of us live.

So much love held inside,
But unable to give.
Missing the tender touch,
And being held at night.

Gitting in the darkness,
Without a hint of light.
All the things we do,
Are done all alone.

Wishing for the better times,
That we have known.
Often fooling as though,
There’s none left to care.

And that if we needed a friend,
Not one would be there.
We try not to sleep,
Not wanting to dream.

Just wishing that someone,
Could hear our scream.

Would it be better to take,
What we can at this time get?
Even though there’s already,
Other candles that are lit?