Quite,content, merely a single sound
The constant chatter of ra God in falling down
A visit from an old friend who is different than most
Not alive, nor dead, yet far from a gho
She carries no smell, no flesh to see
No eyes for sight and walks without feet
She's always there when things fall down
She likes it most when nobodys around
She will not be one to compete for the center of whats mine
She will swallow us all, at some point in time
Alone, cold, and hollow you'll be
When she finally decides to sink in her teeth
She drives some crazy, breaks others down
Nothing is good when she comes around
There will be few who can stand to give her fight
Many fall prey and hand her their life
When the time is set and the mood falls just right
She will swoop down her hand and swing with her might
Some think their ready, yet will prove Wong indeed
Nodody is prepared for the cold touch of lonely.
She shadows the day with gloom, stalks the night more visious than a pride
She will see that very few can make it out alive
Some will see her through, yet scars will always remind
She's been a dear friend, more faithful each day
For without her I'm nothing, and with her I'm free
but each time she visits she leaves with a bigger peace of me
Here she come flying down, from nowhere you see
My dear friend lonely, with her are pain and misery
©terrysloan
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