Once There Was A Bitch Named Poetry

Beast Solitude

When you are so alone at times

that you would give anything just to be with someone;

someone you hold dear, someone that cares;

but that someone is lost in the shadows

of your ever-succumbing solitude.

Loneliness creeps inside you

and eats that desire called belongingness.

It sucks like a bitch of a leech

and empties your hope

of stepping out of this void

and join the merry world

of friends and loved ones

and feel alive again.

Solitude is a beast of consumption

that grows every day we turn our backs

to people who matter,

people we care.

Aye, being alone is a personal struggle,

a personal fight;

where two beasts of darkness

struggle for the light.