One

Loneliness is weird No one to tell No release or someone to catch tears strain at your eyelids never coming to fruition Your only companion as lost as yourself Pain that has no source but ebbs and flows inside A faked smile on on an empty mannequin Loneliness hides it razor sharp claws as it rips outwards It must be free it has to be seen The sentry at the gate never letting it escape The battle ongoing Halted by the raise of a lying lip.