LONELINESS
Loneliness
Loneliness is a thing not to be admired. It hurts, it desolates, it separates, it isolates. To be surrounded by nothing is not something to rejoice. To be alive- yet dead does not lend one a positive voice. Loneliness is all that it owns up to be - For it separates- it desecrates loved ones, families, and nations.
The pride of loneliness is like the lion of Judea (roaring and fierce) a thing to be reckoned with. It devours one’s mind, body, and soul. It surrounds one’s aura takes hold, and chokes out all the positive qualities one possesses. It turns light into blackness, days into night, until it destroys one, and completely exasperates all hope.
So, do not choose to be lonely, reach out and embrace your loved ones- Reach out and embrace your life.
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