Loneliness, loneliness,
with no one to talk to,
alone in the world,
no one to confide in.

She has no on to help her overcome this sickness, loneliness.
It is death treading her steps.
There is no cure.

Loneliness, loneliness,
hurting inside, comfortless and cold.
No friends’ laughter to cheer her up,
no passion in her heart.

Loneliness is a constant companion,
keeping any hope of happiness away.
Loneliness is like a wander into the unknown,
filled with doubt.

Loneliness, loneliness,
like a dark abyss spiraling downwards.

Loneliness, Loneliness,
Too trivial too consider,
Too important to forget.


 
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