It is believing that your existence is insignificant; it is believing that you are meaningless to anyone and anything. It is being covered in open wounds and scars that never heal. It is a bad dream but you cannot be awoken, you do not see the light of day.It’s like walking on a path without any directions, without any idea when it will end.It's being surrounded by people and feeling like you don't belong with them or anywhere in the world.It is endless tears for change – any change that will tell you that you are alive. It's looking for comfort but holding your own hand.You're lonely when the person next to you is not the person in who's in your heart.
The acid of lonelinessis corrodingthe container of my love.It's leaking nowdown my throatburning it's way to my heart.©immadone