Loneliness

How sadly the never beating heart moans...
as the time moves swiftly past....
yet still the sound of the trees that groan...
when windy gust rush by them fast...
Turn away from living gloom...
Rise each night and be alone....
feeling the loneliness of deadened gloom...
sinking in despair like in water does the heavy stone

Pale moon the skin becomes so fair
The tears rain red upon the cheek
So much of love to ne'er share
desires abandoned and feeling weak
Caring naught to move onward still
Just ambly moving along against the will
Carrying the burden up the constant hill
Devouring deep the emotions that I feel