My solitude

A short poem that I wrote one sunny august morning while I was visiting my mom.

                          My Solitude
               
                              As I sit in this lonesome solitude,
                              atop of my lonely cliff;
                              I stare at the world that passes me by;
                              and wonder if there's more to life than this.
                              Jelous of everyone around me,
                              who seems to have a life;
                              Something that gives their life meaning;
                              Someone to hold back the knife.
                              Give me one reason to stay,
                              one that wont blow away;
                              Something that could make me happy;
                              Anything to save me.