Seeking The One

I cannot bear this lonely life,
Full of pain and strife,
Always searching,
And then lurching,

From my fall,
I give my all,
Only to find nothing,
So many dolls full of stuffing.

Is there no real heart?
I should have known from the start,
That I would be all alone,
It was told in the bones.

So I begin again,
Despite my sin,
I walk the road,
And carry the load.