Loneliness comes from being separated
It is a sorrow that brings destruction to the heart
This emotion occurs when being mercilessly held apart
Nothing in imagination can fix this burden weighted
Even in a crowded room one can feel far from love, possibly hated
Feeling alone from end to start
Loneliness is evil’s perfected art
Sorrow, anguish, burning loss; suddenly created
This sentiment shall never be dear to its victims trapped
But only eternally hated is this lonely vile
Accepting their situation, their hope from them sapped
But internally they burn for company all the while
Friends should become the rescue and not just adapt
Then the affected, like a child, might once again smile