Loneliness

Loneliness is a crowded mind

With no access tunnels,

Where words are shoveled

And piled into carts

But have nowhere to go.

Loneliness is an avalanche

Of everything you wish you could say

But never have enough time to

Or never feel safe to.

Loneliness is suffocating

So everyone else can breathe easier

Thinking maybe things are better

When you’re just quieter about it.

Loneliness is the realization

That it’s easier to go away

Than try to get someone to listen

Long enough for the weight to lessen.

Loneliness is the weight

Of living decades fighting yourself

Then trying to find yourself

In whatever pieces are left.