The Lonely World Poem by Joseph Orton

The Lonely World



If I were to fly.
Right into the sky.
Right into the sun.
Where all my worries come undone.

Will I be free.
To live as grand as he?
To live without regret?
And everything that causes debt?

In a world that is only for us?
Without all the fuss?
Just me and you.
There's only room for two.

If you say no.
I will have to go.
And you shall never see me again.
For I am distraught.
And I'm hurt for I have sought.

To know just how you feel.
And now it seems so real.
So, no I shall not fly.
High into the sky.

Not until I know that you will stay.
I will no longer pay.
I will only win.
With everything I will sin.
On this lonely world.
Without a story to be told.

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