What is to become of me? <br />My future seems so bleak, <br />I cannot find a way to joy <br />Or happiness I seek, <br />If only someone needed me <br />But sorrow's all I've known, <br />For every heart that's found true love <br />Another beats alone. <br /> <br />The silent nights so lonely as <br />The passing hours go by, <br />Gazing at the stars above <br />Within the winter sky, <br />My tears shall fall for evermore <br />I'll never smile again, <br />For every heart that's found true love <br />Another's filled with pain. <br /> <br />The moonlight shines so brightly now <br />It seems my only friend, <br />And tries to bring me comfort but <br />My hurt shall never end, <br />As frost now forms with deep intent <br />And yields a bitter chill, <br />For every heart that's found true love <br />Another never will.<br /><br />ANDREW BLAKEMORE<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/for-every-heart-that-s-found-true-love/
