and again tired

so today was a good day
and yesterday was ok
but when the star goes down
which brings out the rest
i am again alone
to be with only one
a companion in life
why yes he is
but a lover which i crave
he is not
a month is about to be over
and my tries just make me tired
so again
i am alone
but with one
i am half
all i can stare into is
yellow eyes
and all i get back
is tuna breath

empty tree

as i look at my empty tree
i see you three
one of which i wish
the other of whom i dont know
and the last of which i know too much
and with everything i have
i give all
i get back what comes forth
and with that i feel free
but i still have the empty tree