A Loneliness Like This
He was my warmth,
He was my light,
In the darkest hours
of my darkest night.
Forsaken, stranded, and in despair.
I've never been so alone,
nor felt so scared.
Who knew that a loneliness like this,
could even exist?
A loneliness that longed
for even the companionship,
of Death's bittersweet kiss.
Yet, even in my most desperate
hours of need,
Death never came.
Even he too,
had abandoned me.
I had no hope,
I hated being alive.
Until a thought of you,
crossed my mind.
And I no longer cared,
that I had nowhere to go.
Because I was no longer alone,
You were there.
You are my warmth,
You are my light,
and in the darkest hours
of my darkest night,
My last thoughts
are of you.
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