Loneliness

by Shannon   Aug 29, 2004


Loneliness is very dressing it is the saddest thing in the world. When your lonely there's no one around to hear your cries. It feels as if the room is completely dark and empty the air is so dry and smells so sharp that your eyes water. It seems that your lying on a bed of nails and the pain that you feel is your only friend. You don't think anyone cares how you feel. You lose sight of what really matters you feel so helpless like a child who has lost their favorite toy. Loneliness has the most bitter taste of all.

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