Loneliness grips me as I walk these streets all alone
Silence surrounds me expect for the sound of my own footsteps; walking towards nowhere with no one
Thinking of happy smiling faces; only reminds me of my own sadness and inability to connect.
You can call it self pity but i call it realism; a reality I must face; a reality many others have faced since the dawn of time
There are those who are surrounded by those that smile when they see us; others like us are watching from a distance in bleakness and utter darkness; cursing the heavens above for such loneliness.
It’s time to get off that park bench; walk back through those lonely dimly lit streets; back to the dingy tiny apartment.
You throw yourself on the couch and enjoy your drug of choice; the glowing light of the television set; where the laugh track seems to mock you from tv land but it doesn’t matter because this is your refuge; your escape from the wretched loneliness of your living canceled sitcom.
Here’s to the lonely life…..