It's so lonely,
disquieting silence
plays the theme
as the dark curtain descends.

It's so quiet,
dim memories
tantalise the thought
of finding the smile I have lost.

It's so cold,
quaking shivers
rumble like thunder
as the dark clouds roll in.

It's so sad,
reflected here
is the outer shell
of a once joyous and happy man.

It's much needed,
I don't know what
but I can tell you
whatever it is I need it like air.

It's so lonely,
precious moments
spent in conversation
with the only one who'll listen.