Loneliness...
It's a myth when they say you are alone A difficult time but never is it true
Your nerves shake with fear You are lost
Emptiness fills you and close ones, distant No one seeks a conversation
You are cognizant of the enemy Your loathe for it, obvious
When the seat besides you is empty Tears of sorrow, of fear are your partner
Your mind is scared, heart afraid To no one do you offer the thread of attachment
You accept the disabled state, it's part of your routine But suddenly, you question the irrationality
Disabled? No. You approve of its power
Is it your enemy or is it your friend? You enjoy its company, now more than ever
Are you alone? No That's because you have a friend- loneliness...