A silent cry, A silent tear, with no one around to compel; see or hear.
Loneliness my companion, a strange friend indeed, eats me away within; reminding me of my deficiency.
No knock or sound except of footsteps traveling another direction, I hear, I see, but stare in hope of a familiar face, a familiar body.
The darkness aids my enstranged friend, both mocking my surroundings, and then at me.
I mourn at what was once mine, and now forever gone. I reminisce at the days of happiness, as I lay still, as I lay lost.
Closing my eyes to escape, what is before me, allowing the stars, allowing the sky to envelope me,
holding; hoping; that tomorrow; will bring a better day, a better me.