Loneliness

Oh, Dear Loneliness...

Will you be the death of me?

You cling to me,

Swallow me,

Wrap me into your world,

I am fighting my way out

Of this dark hole.

For, hope is my weapon

Faith is my light at the end of the tunnel

They say that monsters are only for kids

But how can you define a monster if you have never felt like a “child”

In this beautiful sad World,

One comes to realize that having a “CHILDhood” is a privilege

Swimming in "childhood innocence" is a door to heaven accessible to a few

Oh, Dear Loneliness…

It is dark in the room and I am scared because you are under my bed…

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