Loneliness walks alone in the shadows.
Watching peers ridicule each other
Loneliness avoids futile people
Loneliness has no friends not even a fly.

He smokes his cigarette to loosen the pain.
The smoke sails through his mouth
Till it blows back in his eyes making them burn
He smother's the cigarette till it dies.

Loneliness's hair is black as night.
His hair covers his chocolate brown eyes
A black hood masks his expressions
He wears wolf gray skinny jeans.

Scars cover his rough wrist.
He eats tasteless food
Loneliness always looks back to his broken past
He drives a black Wrangler Jeep silently.
Loneliness never forgets the past.
He will always see anyone for
who they really are
Loneliness doesn't judge because he knows what's moral.