Gold plated Heart

Was Friday night, walking home alone, hands inside my pockets, and hoodie's on
Was wearing  pants ,not letting me reveal any tone of my skin
Now I can feel exhaustion, as I sense the pain in my shin.

Yes, a pain that aches ,as a broken bone and so as a flesh that has been torn.
Now that happiness, the joy, all adjourned!
 All that was left with me is a sore-reddish skin.
 'needing someone to give me a lift, but no one was in the scene.

I need you the most, but it seems you reside a new home. 
I have the gold, but the time I had was just for my own. 
now that I just hope our distance may soon diverge. Coz'
I don't want the loneliness of my heart to be fully submerged.