Prison of The Six Walls

Loneliness

I can feel it all around me.

When I look at the ceiling.

When I play with the cigarette smoke.

When I pour yet another glass.

When I snort another line.

I can feel it...

Whatever I'm doing, it's there, and I can't endure it.

I feel no compassion from people's words, no warmth from their laughs, no empathy in their hugs.

None.

I was born alone, and since then I never really felt much different.