Why does loneliness
Consume one's soul?
It makes me feel
I am in pieces,
That I am not whole.
Why do we need to love?
And to have someone there?
As if we're nothing alone,
It just does not compare.
Two minds
Are better than one,
Is that really true?
A problem shared is halved,
Just for me or you too?
Why can we never
Work things out alone?
Are we weak as one?
Better as two, working
To the bone?
These things,
I'll never know,
But loneliness
Brings depression.
You sit,
You stare
And cry,
And slide into
Regression.

My soul is black,
And my eyes look old.
My mind is full
Of stories untold.
My heart is empty,
My pain runs deep,
But it's just those days,
And memories we keep.