Thread: Loneliness (an attempt at a non-rhyming poem)

Loneliness,
I tell the world I do not want you.
Yet I run to your open arms.
You help me push them all away.
So it doesnt hurt so bad once they're gone.

Loneliness,
You hold my ears, and blindfold me.
Though I sit in a crowded room, full of smiles, and questions.
You reside, all balled in my throat.
And even as the water sits in front of me... I will not wash you down.

Because, loneliness...
I'm afraid to live without you.
You're the only thing that can fill a broken heart.
Others try to move in and take your place.
But, they all slip through the cracks... slowly leaking.

Oh loneliness,
I've made a bed for you, in the pit of my soul.
In return, you are the peace in my misery.
You're at my right hand.
So whoever grabs the other must accept...

...my loneliness.