Lonely

Lonely,

I can't remember reading the definition.

An emotion that I,I've felt in constant repetition.

My defense mechanism fits the repulsed

credentials of the God above.

I  tend to reject the softness of love to

suppress the passionate sadness thereof.

 

Lonely,

I have a family, friends, and more opportunities.

How can I still feel hollow,

how can my heart and spirit still lack unity?

I need somebody to love on.

I need that girl to kiss and lick,

to hug and understand when she demands it.

 

Lonely,

my heart fights my mind for a sample of understanding.

The emotion my mentality can withstand is outstanding.

A humane mass murderer, big ups to Temple Grandin.

My mind is a slaughter house for tender feelings,

love is evol fuck the bastard.

"love is evol" say it backwards.

 

Lonely,

where's the woman that I can tell,

"It's just you and me together. Nobody's perfect, we'll walk through stormy weather.", huh?

Does she exist? Was in my life?

If so, was she dismissed by my lack of self-worth?

Repulsed by my introvertednes, the demons scrutinizing my being ,subconscious-ly. 

Was she here? Did she flee, at the sight of little ol' me?

Insignificant, ugly, deep, cold me?

Maybe she did flee, and quit her job my core refugee;

but shit, either way it, regardless of rhyme schemes, or any rationalizations,

she's not here with me.

 

I'm lonely...

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