Loneliness is a feeling hard to articulate.
It is an individual feeling felt across all individuals at some point.
It is a deprived pain, a pain that comes from having tasted the human essence of social activity and finding it replaced with something else:
Solitude, with no sounds exchanged. Silence
Cracking open a smile on the face while surrounded by people but with no one to call
Filling words onto a page but aware of the futility of it all
That no one will be in this body
That my chest is forever filled with blood and a beating heart but
never
with the soul of another human being.
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|| Relate || 