Lakeside

Im lonely sat there by the lake

Frozen solid

I sit in empty nothingness

Feeling apologetic

For my presence

Totally Pathetic

Lonely by the pretty lake

Beauty 

A feature of the past

And theres little

Solace to be Found

in remembrance 

Sitting by the stupid lake

In ice

I catch my own reflection

Its hideous

And worse

With passing time

But hark!

What is that sound

Across the lake

A sound, your name?

I hear the creaking of the ice

And feel the warmth

Of sun