Here you will find the Poem Untitled 6 of poet Owen Suffolk
I am so lonely, I am so sad, Speak one word only To make my heart glad, Pass not in silence, For silence is scorn, I am so wretched, Unloved, and forlorn. In darkness sorrow I think through the night That each coming morrow Brings thee to my sight As a star sent to brighten My gloom with a beam; And I fall asleep ever With these for a dream. I know it is madness Thus fondly for me To cheat my life's sadness With dreaming of thee. Our paths through life's journey Run widely apart, And thou can'st be only A dream in my heart. Then speak in thy kindness One word to my woe, Its music shall haunt me Through life as I go. I am so lonely, I am so sad, One kind word only To make my heart glad.