In Such a place I can see the only me that I can live with, I can only do the loyal deed in such great need I'll give with.  My place is with that love I found I cannot have her restless heart, indeed I need love anyhow, I've never found the place to start. The aloneness feels like a life that I have already lived.  The choices are always the same in love, to love one, is to give. To spend my life alone like this is all and only sad, and nevermore will there be that dream I only dreamed I had. The Inclination of broken dreams is what it is, not what it seems. The reality of a broken heart I never thought would cause us part.  As I view my life the ever more, I'm terrified of what's in store.  Shall I awake another love, when love has never worked before? Copyright William Carey Clause Sr. [email protected]