She is long gone

 She is long gone
Another pretender that I pretend, 
With no intention
I hold her 
In my forgotten dreams.
A happy memory 
Of which she has no glean
Of my endless happy scenes. 
I pray with no hope
But I pray and pray
And reach out with no hope.
The more I say, the hopeless my theme.
The drink and the music drown my misery
Each day a prolonged drab.

K.Oni