The Lonely One

POEM BY: EDDIE CANNON -  
Lonely use to be just a word to me, I'm now it's significant one???
My new frienemy, from where did he come???
I'm enslaved by lonely, this fool has got me bummed???
 Love is on my mind, my escape route, I gotta try and run???
 With myself and empty, I take a stroll in the company of the sun???
 In search of you girl, for my lonely isn't fun???
 Lonely shot me with her bullet, unlike cupid, lonely has a gun???
 But my heart is a bullet proof vest, lonely's bullet is shunned???
 Like an "Amish Kid", tired of my mistakes meaning I'm done???
 Tired of feeling like lonely's lost abated son???
"Alas"! a word of pity in humor, intended no "Pun"???
 I'm in denial of the solo, I will find love, Lonely hasn't won???