Loneliness is more than a feeling,
It's a creature that manages,
To swallow you whole, chew you up,
And spit you out on the bedroom floor,
Unable to move, but rocking from,
Involuntery sobbing. I know you're not the only one,
You're not the only one who has drowned,
In the beast's stomach acid,
And Oh! Don't salty tears taste so sweet,
You would know, they sneak their way on to those lips,
And you can't resist but to lick your own sorrow,
Your ribs wouldn't be so bruised either,
If it was easier to breathe.