How do I tell you what loneliness is?
Loneliness is standing in the middle of a raging thunderstorm, and being caught up by the noise inside your head.
It’s that time between day and night, when the day has begun to pick up it’s things and leave, and night is still a distant event.
Loneliness is aggressive, it fights; the strongest are often the loneliest.
Its being someone else’s support, holding them fiercely willing them not to cry and wishing desperately you were in their place.
Loneliness is binging, starving and laughing. Its a mental state.
Trying to find solace in empty people, and empty words because the ones who matter – don’t.
Loneliness makes artists, happiness ruins them.
It’s too late to turn back now, art is the best form of loneliness.