Words from a lone Mabel Lee *sigh*
She senses a void in her heart
It's hollow; a recluse.
The chamber speaks not, but she hears it crying
For attention, for love.
It gropes for happiness, lusts for affection.
A heavy heart
Anchored to nothingness,
Teeming
With profound emptiness
She waits, with a bared heart
For saturation
Satiation
For someone to make her whole
She waits, with a bared heart, for that special somebody.
It's hollow; a recluse.
The chamber speaks not, but she hears it crying
For attention, for love.
It gropes for happiness, lusts for affection.
A heavy heart
Anchored to nothingness,
Teeming
With profound emptiness
She waits, with a bared heart
For saturation
Satiation
For someone to make her whole
She waits, with a bared heart, for that special somebody.