If this is loneliness
then its to have an ocean inside your head
but with no one to empty into
its to swim in its waters for hours on end
with no island in sight
floating, mindless with no destination in mind  
only to go with the flow

If this is loneliness
then its to be like atlas
immortal, in solitude forever enduring a great weight
oh how i wish for a hercules to build a pillar
to levee off this great burden
so i may stretch my shoulders  
and for once, say hi to the moon

If this is loneliness
then its ti know that silence
is the most deafening sound of all  
to sleep, to bathe, with no sound  but your own
with the knowledge and company of your mind and your soul

If this is loneliness
then its to befriend both sadness and joy  
one comes and the other go
but always never too long
sadness comes like the rain turns to storm
heavy, in angst, always going about swinging its huge tears
joy comes as the sun ray that pokes through the clouds
cheery, bright and a great sight to see for me