provoked

I find myself fascinated by loneliness
every which way I turn
silence screams at me
leaves me all withered and cold

please bring comfort to these weary eyes
all hope seeping out of
come lay your burden at my door
with all endowed of
i bring to forth

lesson me be quary
or to somewhat of that effect
that each lesson came from a story
that each teardrop has a tale

either or
me or more
this and that
and all hope's wrath

bleed me dry
strain my eyes
in effect to all that's been said
a love that's lost
all in my head