My ship has been tossed
Helplessly on its side upon the shore.
Even beneath beautiful blue skies,
My heart is sunk and my eyes
Just float in a sea of tears.
No Sunday walks in flowery parks
Or beer toasts in friendly bars
Will find me now.
The only songs I have to sing
Are desolate dirges
To the desperate moon.
My thoughts of love
And romantic sway of words
Sadly give way
To all the loneliness inescapable.
Uriah Hamilton
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/we-all-must-face-the-defeat-of-our-souls/
