Poison of Loneliness
Alone and unsure, never sure, never certain,
Missing feelings and reasons,
My mind alone, my hands by themselves, and my heart in the cold ally of winter,
Loneliness kills, frozen like stone,
Left to fend by yourself, no where to turn, no where to hide,
A heavy poison that kills the feeling in your heart, hands and mind,
The feeling of holding someone else, a feeling more powerful than an explosion of t-n-t,
A hug and a gentle kiss, dreams that for now make me cry,
Brake me down, widening cracks, exposing what hides behind,
Soft and gentle I want to always be, but sturdy and strong willed when I have to be,
Poisons that make the air heavy, make it thick and deadly,
Tears that fall like a glass dropped, shattering, sharp and painful,
Covered in blood that stings the cuts that bleed,
Afraid of the unknowns, but always goes for the plunge,
To make love, to make friendship, to make happiness and joy, one must not be alone,
Art goes when to people talk, so too does friendship, love, happiness and joy,
All are created with the absence of loneliness,
Quietness is what will seal your fate, alone is what will kill you in the end,
To death shall we part, alone that’s your body and soul, not two bind souls,
The poison of loneliness has crept in, its effect taking hold,
My mind not right, not sure, unclear, headaches and pain in the mind,
My hands cold even when the weather turns warm or swelteringly hot,
Time is now the only thing left,
Poison of loneliness is a true acid of love.