Loneliness is Never Good

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I sat on the couch,

Curled up
Like an armadillo.

I wasn't watching tv,

I was just

Staring into nothing

Again.

I swear someone could even

Paint a still life portrait

Of me,

Slab some deep title onto it,

And win millions (perhaps even billions) from it.

It was just me, though.
And me only.

I didn't like being alone.
I didn't like being lonely.

Especially with my mind.

The meds shut it up, however.
I couldn't even try
To get it to turn on.

But I never knew when it could

Ambush me.

Thinking about it is intensely frightening.

I needed human interaction

Because I didn't want this to

Escalate into the type of loneliness

Frank told me about.

That kind of loneliness can really fuck you up.

And I don't want it's monster

To find me.

Maybe

Frank would call me later.

Gerard, you fucking idiot,

You know he will.

Now,

At least I have something to

Look forward to.

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