L-O-N-E-L-Y
In a crowded room where nobody hears my voice.
Dreaming of making it big without a whisper from even a mouse.
Listening to a song that four letter word love appears in a distant painful memory.
With a marriage separated by heart.
In a relationship that is kept together by a withering string.
Alone with fears, anxiety and just plain life.
I know in the end one may die alone but I never knew the dying would be years long.