The Battle Known as Loneliness
The pain harbors in the center of your chest
The empty corners of your room remain isolated
People come and go
Yet you remain in the same place
Isolated with pain and arrested in shame
But is it your fault you constantly ask yourself
Or is it destiny observing the cards that were dealt to you?
Whatever the reason may be
Your loneliness continues to eat you alive
The weekends are worse, the weekdays you manage by
How does one exit this trap called loneliness?
Do you just accept like a prisoner and hope for the best
Counting down the days until you can hold someone abreast . . .
Are you Ready? (This is Defeating Stigma Mindfully)