An Ache
There is an ache in my heart...
When you leave me to the dogs,
My soul remains with you...
Your thoughts fill my head,
Dripping woefully into the abyss of love and hurt and loneliness...
To be alone and not lonely
With you...
Loneliness is welcomed.
The loneliness shared with kindred spirit,
Of those likely lonely,
Is not loneliness but company...
of the best kind.
Friends to be left alone
In their abysmal rooms of woe...
Together;
Bonded by emptiness somehow fulfilling.
Alone...
A room with no windows or walls,
Transformed into a world
Where no one and nothing exists or matters...
The loneliness becomes company.
~~Stephanie Hancock~~
When you leave me to the dogs,
My soul remains with you...
Your thoughts fill my head,
Dripping woefully into the abyss of love and hurt and loneliness...
To be alone and not lonely
With you...
Loneliness is welcomed.
The loneliness shared with kindred spirit,
Of those likely lonely,
Is not loneliness but company...
of the best kind.
Friends to be left alone
In their abysmal rooms of woe...
Together;
Bonded by emptiness somehow fulfilling.
Alone...
A room with no windows or walls,
Transformed into a world
Where no one and nothing exists or matters...
The loneliness becomes company.
~~Stephanie Hancock~~
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