Perfectly Flawed

Lonely

When you are lonely,
The world is a void.
Cities have sunken
Into the ground.
Dreams have died,
Buried alive
Like flowers
In a late snowstorm.
Hope has been
Crushed like those
Unwanted insects
We step on
Every day.
When you are lonely,
Your soul is
Just a speck
Of dust
In the wind,
Blowing through
The atmosphere.
You can't cling
To anything
That is left
Because each part
Of yourself
Is a grain of sand
In the wind.
When you are lonely,
Your happiness
Is a caged bird.
It can't leave
And so it
Opens its throat
And sings sad thoughts
Which drift
Into your head
Like those air particles
Blown in your face
When you fan yourself
To escape the heat
Of a summer's day.
When you are lonely,
Your longings
For a different life
In another city
Pour out like
April showers,
Heaven's tears.
What you want to be
And what you are
Fight a duel
In your head.
And the only victory
Is a castle of tears.
Because tears
Are the only sights
You get to see
And the only sensations
You have the right to feel
When you are lonely.