Profoundly Alone

You told me there rarely is a meaningful reason

Adding that most things only last for a brief season

You preached to me that life is solely about pleasure

And that we can sin in haste and repent at leisure

I begin to understand that your words make no sense

You invented them, put them round your heart as a fence

Scared of failure and betrayal you refused to trust

And sold your soul to a life of perversion and lust

Now that you feel nothing in either caress or kiss

The inside of you has become a charcoal abyss

Your regrets will be bitter, your whole being will moan

When you comprehend that you are profoundly alone