Where, Oh Where does one go?
One who can't escape to dreams because a friend named Insomnia.
Where, Oh Where does one go?
One who can't go home because his home is his lover who is far away.
Where, Oh Where does one go?
One who misses the days of old.
Where, Oh Where does one go?
One who tires of tear stained pillows and sheets that smell of last night's liqour.
Where, Oh Where does one go?
One who simply tires of feeling so fucking alone.
Where, Oh Where I ask. Where, Oh Where May I go?
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Without Faith
PoetryThis will mean nothing to most, something to some, and everything to one.
