A Quick Way To Recover Loss

Lonesome world, lonesome heart, Pretend again to fall apart, A strange thought runs across, A quick way to recover loss. The clock hand points left, You check the desks for what's left, Hope there's no one across, Silly, No one's ever across, A quick way to recover loss. A small number is what you find, You swallow with grief no doubt in mind, One down three down four, A quick way to recover loss. You climb the bed and drift to sleep, Finally, A quick way to peace, Your stomach screams and throws your feet, Grief knocks you can no longer sleep. The bell tunes sway, Time to start another day, really I was that close, A quick way to recover loss.