What do I long for?
Love? Friendship? Company of people? Peace?
Sometimes I feel very lonely
And the more lonely I feel
the more lonely I want to be
I don’t want to talk to any one
Don’t want to mix with people
I just want to dwell in my gloominess,
Submerge in my sorrows
No materialistic pleasure can calm me
Can give me peace
So what is it I want?
Who can understand?
How I’m feeling
What I’m feeling
What I’m longing for
Perhaps I yearn for that great comfort, calmness, peace, delight?
I felt when I was in my mother’s lap