I sit and i think,

what i can do,

my life has no meaning,

without you.

there is no light,

at the end of this tunnle,

why was i sqeezed,

though this tiny funnle?

My life is now over,

theres nothing to do,

I just sit here and think,

all about you.

Why did it end up,

being this why,

I find myself asking this,

each and every day.

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Jewel Phoenix's picture

You manage to put recognised sayings into your work and carry them off without making them sounding like a cliche, which not many people can do as well as you. Excellent.