Solitude

Alone with my thoughts

Alone in my home

Alone outside,

Alone in my bed.

No one to talk to,

They all went away

No one comes here

I'm too far away.

While others crave the time alone,

I have so much love and compassion

To share with those who have none.

Being alone is killing my heart,

When one who loves hasn't anyone else

Just where can one start?

Everyone I ever loved is gone now, so

Being alone is not so wonderful after all.

If I didn't hate being told what to do so much

I'd go become a Nun.