SOLITUDE

Standing in the rain,
let me know what it is;
what solitude is….

Once when I stand in here,
hand in hand;
with the one i loved.

Once I smiled in here,
hugging the one;
making the terrible mistake.

Once I said YES,
once I cried;
and then I left….

Now I stand right here,
where I cant fine me;
losing my soul.

Tears and wine are a good combination,
over years it proved me;
what I am and what I was.

It too proved what solitude is.
The situation where we stand losing the soul.
Where we don’t even believe in ourself.
Which kills us inside but dare us out.