Loneliness, what are you?

Are you but a figment of my imagination?

Are you an entity come to visit me again?

What are you and why?

I can feel this pain, deep in my chest.

Overwhelming, like a blanket that covers my being.

You come and set in when you know you're not welcome.

Your friends you bring with you, I detest to the core.

Depression and Fear, your friends not mine.

I loathe you and you know, you visit too often.

People wonder at me because of you.

I reach out, but none answer, it doesn't work out, nobody's home.

So you, you wretch. You come to visit again.

Friends, I try, but why? To fill a void?

That's no reason for a friend.

They care, I know they do. But still,

the only visitor I have is you.

Shut up, just stop. I know your words.

"You'll stay with me till the end." But you, you'll be my end.

"Go out, meet new people and have a good time."

Though I sit amongst hundreds, you are there with me.

How is it, you are there in the crowd. There when I'm alone. There, always there.

I have desires, but when they don't come through,

You are there.

I have dreams and when they don't happen,

You are there.

I have wants and wishes, and when nothing changes,

You are there.

Why?

Why me?

Leave me alone, for when you are gone





you are gone...