Alone

A lone flower growing in the field
the weeds surround and choke,
A child comes and see the flowers beauty
and takes it away from the pain it knew,

Like the flower I am alone
until you come and like the child save me from
the grasp of the tainted soil.

I live with you when you are near or far
Live with you, with you- with you,
you who saved me from my loneliness
and give me great joy just by being with you.

How then shall I return the love?
Nothing I do seems to be right and I fail
you
you love me and don't let go
And with you, with you-
without you
I cannot live.

This was a poem that I wrote for my poetry class first semester of last year. It is sort of based in reality but at the same time it is a little existential too.