The Lonely
Going through the motions in a world of shadows.
Looking for meaning in a place where there's none.
Looking for happiness when I'm all alone.
Listening for music in the deafening silence,
Searching for love in the unending quiet.
I can't even see the girl I used to be
In the empty eyes in the mirror staring back at me.
I dance alone to the sound of silence,
Slowly drowning in a sea of quiet,
My only companions a host of shadows
Climbing through the open window.
Tonight the loneliness claws at me
Keeps me awake so I can't sleep.
There is no peace, not for me
When I'm haunted by The Lonely.
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