Dear Loneliness
Dear Loneliness,
You know me well
I see you, I hear you, I touch you,
In the shadows where you dwell.
I see you in my mother's eyes,
When my father leaves on his trips agains
And I lock myself away, behind this broken disguise.
I hear you in my friends' laughter,
As I stand, quietly fading away
And continue to not even matter, as they continue to chatter.
I touch you in my lover's lips,
My lover, whom I feel so distant towards,
Even when he's right there, standing at my fingertips.
Only you, Loneliness, do you know my heart.
Only you, Loneliness, until death do we part.
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