Someday…

His lips are chapped and bleeding, his hands cut to the bone.

His soul is dark and empty and his heart is made of stone.

He lives in a one bedroom apartment all alone,

and he may sleep in that single bed but he won’t call it home.

Because he never learned to love,

never had an angel from above

and now his days are filled with sorrow and his dreams they are haunted

because just like every human being he needs to be wanted.

They say that there’s a girl for every guy,

someone to hold him when he cries.

Someone to tell him that he’s dear

and to banish all his fear.

He needs a lover in his life,

he needs a girl to call his wife,

someone to rid him of his pain and strife.

Because he never learned to love,

never had an angel from above

and now his days are filled with sorrow and his dreams they are haunted

because just like every human being he needs to be wanted.

Every night he drinks his whiskey and contemplates the knife

but really he’s just wishing

for someone to be kissing.

He knows he’ll get his way

on some far off day…

When that day comes he knows that he’ll grin,

he’ll laugh and joke and he’ll be himself again.

But until then he tells himself he’ll be ok maybe not right now…

But someday…

A/N: I wrote this a long time ago on a whim. It started as a little song and became this great poem. R/R and lemme know if you like it laters!!Sexy Sammy

Love, Luck, and Lollypops ;)